Jackson was born and raised in South Jamaica, a neighborhood in the New York City borough of Queens. His mother Sabrina, a drug dealer, died in a fire when he was 8. Since his father had already abandoned the family, young Curtis was sent to live with his grandparents. Growing up during the crack epidemic of the 80s and 90s, Jackson dealt drugs when he wasn't "killing time" at school or boxing at a local gym. His grandparents assumed he was at after-school programs when he was out selling crack. In tenth grade, Jackson was caught with guns and drug money passing through the metal detectors at Andrew Jackson High School in Queens. In 1994, Jackson was arrested again for selling vials of cocaine to an undercover officer, and three weeks later he was arrested yet-again after police found heroin, crack cocaine, and a starter pistol in his home. Jackson was sentenced to 3 to 9 years in prison, but opted to join a 6 month boot camp program and get his GED. Around this time, Jackson began going by "50 Cent," inspired by deceased Brooklyn stick-up man Kelvin "50 Cent" Martin.
After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back Again in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released Get Rich or Die Tryin' (2003), The Massacre (2006), Curtis (2007) and Before I Self Destruct (2009).
50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.
Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jay’s music. After he’d left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qua Ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.
Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Cent’s demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr. Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr. Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.
In its first week of release, his debut ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.
In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryin’ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.
In 2003 Interscope Records allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit Records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit Records. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.
Rich
50 Cent Lyrics
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Fuck you catching feelings for? I mean when your ass'll learn?
That pussy community, community
While you be all in her DM, nigga
I'll be all in that BM with her
You be all in your feelings 'bout it
Like "when I see him I'mma kill this nigga"
I should take the bitch back and clip the nigga
Pussy make him not pay attention
You punk bitch go with this nigga
I throw bands, bitch, these hoes love me
I fuck a bad bitch 'till she ugly
Put the pussy in recovery
I'm like, "now what you think of me?"
Niggas goin' out just to talk to these hoes
Blowin' big bankrolls on clothes
Now they wonder where the money at
Yeah, the motherfucking money that they had from the re-up gone
I don't do no stalkin'
I don't cuff no hoes, tell a bitch keep walkin'
I don't do much talkin'
Right now I'm flossin', I do this often
Gotta flex on a bitch
Tag team, I got next on a bitch (I got next)
I ain't stressing a bitch
But every now and then I blow a check on a bitch
Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
Shawty playin', she lame for that
She ain't have to put a nigga name in that
Beefin' over these bitches, not me
Nah, nigga, I ain't came for that
We don't talk to no pillows, nigga
We brought all these bitches with us
You act like you got all the hoes
But all I see is niggas with you
She don't like when you pullin' on her
She like me, I'm pullin' up
I act like I don't want her
You act like you can't get enough
That bitch there like dopeboys
If you got money she goin' for it
I drink that hoe, her head so good
She gon' have you there like, "oh lawd"
All this time you ain't on
I done bought her shit you can't afford
She take pictures with your money
But you tell her she can't throw it
All you niggas don't panic
I'm just tryna understand it
I must take these hoes for granted
Or you niggas just so romantic
Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
The lyrics to 50 Cent's song "Rich" depict a boastful and confident attitude towards women and money. The opening lines suggest a casual approach to relationships, with the comparison of a woman to a door knob symbolizing that everyone gets a turn with her. The lyrics mock the idea of catching feelings for someone, implying that it is foolish and unnecessary. The use of the phrase "pussy community" reinforces the idea of women being interchangeable and easily accessible.
The subsequent lines highlight the singer's superiority and disregard for emotional attachment. While others are engaging with women through direct messages (DMs), the singer claims to be physically involved with them (BM - possibly referring to "baby mama"). The dismissive tone towards someone catching feelings and expressing the desire to harm them implies that the singer sees himself as superior in his interactions with women.
The lyrics continue to emphasize the singer's lavish lifestyle and sexual prowess. He states that he throws money at women and sleeps with them until they become unattractive. The phrase "put the pussy in recovery" suggests that he takes advantage of women and objectifies them. The singer questions what others think of him, suggesting that he craves validation and attention.
The second verse reflects the same themes of materialism and detachment. The singer criticizes others for spending money on clothes and wonders where their money went. He states that he doesn't pursue relationships, preferring to keep moving forward and flexing his wealth. Occasionally, he may spend recklessly on a woman, implying that he has the means to do so without concern.
Overall, the lyrics of "Rich" reflect a braggadocious attitude towards money and women, showcasing 50 Cent's portrayal of a wealthy and detached individual.
Line by Line Meaning
That bitch there a door knob, nigga, we all get a turn
The woman in question is promiscuous and has been with many men, so there's no need to catch feelings as we will all have an opportunity to be with her.
Fuck you catching feelings for? I mean when your ass'll learn?
Why are you getting emotionally attached? Haven't you learned by now?
That pussy community, community
Referring to the woman's promiscuity again, emphasizing that she sleeps around with many people.
While you be all in her DM, nigga
While you're trying to get her attention through direct messaging on social media,
I'll be all in that BM with her
I'll be having sexual relations with her in my BMW car
You be all in your feelings 'bout it
You're getting emotionally affected by the situation
Like 'when I see him I'mma kill this nigga'
You're so upset that you're saying you would harm me when we meet
I'm on three-way like, 'you hear this nigga?'
I'm on a three-way call with someone else, discussing your irrational behavior
I should take the bitch back and clip the nigga
I should take the woman back and harm the guy who's causing drama
Pussy make him not pay attention
The allure of sex distracts him from being aware of his surroundings
You punk bitch go with this nigga
You coward, go with this guy
I throw bands, bitch, these hoes love me
I throw money in the air, these women are attracted to my wealth
I fuck a bad bitch 'till she ugly
I have sex with an attractive woman until her appearance is no longer appealing
Put the pussy in recovery
After having sex, the person's genitalia needs time to heal or regain strength
I'm like, 'now what you think of me?'
After engaging in sexual activity, I ask the woman how she perceives me
Niggas goin' out just to talk to these hoes
Men are going out solely to converse with women
Blowin' big bankrolls on clothes
Spending large sums of money on clothing
Now they wonder where the money at
Now they are questioning where their money has gone
Yeah, the motherfucking money that they had from the re-up gone
The money they obtained from the drug deal is now depleted
I don't do no stalkin'
I don't engage in obsessive monitoring of someone's online presence
I don't cuff no hoes, tell a bitch keep walkin'
I don't commit to casual sexual partners, I advise them to move on
I don't do much talkin'
I don't engage in excessive conversation
Right now I'm flossin', I do this often
Currently, I'm displaying my wealth and success, something I frequently do
Gotta flex on a bitch
I have to show off and impress a woman
Tag team, I got next on a bitch (I got next)
I will be the next one to engage in sexual activity with a woman, as if playing a tag team game
I ain't stressing a bitch
I am not concerned or bothered by a woman's behavior
But every now and then I blow a check on a bitch
Occasionally, I spend a large sum of money on a woman
Shawty playin', she lame for that
The young woman is acting in a deceitful and unimpressive manner
She ain't have to put a nigga name in that
She didn't need to mention my name in that negative context
Beefin' over these bitches, not me
Arguing over women is not something I engage in
Nah, nigga, I ain't came for that
No, I am not interested in participating in that drama
We don't talk to no pillows, nigga
We don't have pointless conversations or express emotions to inanimate objects
We brought all these bitches with us
We have brought numerous women with us
You act like you got all the hoes
You behave as if you have a multitude of women
But all I see is niggas with you
However, all I see are other men accompanying you
She don't like when you pullin' on her
She doesn't appreciate it when you grab or tug on her
She like me, I'm pullin' up
She prefers my approach when I arrive or join the occasion
I act like I don't want her
I pretend not to desire her
You act like you can't get enough
You pretend as if you are insatiable in your desire for her
That bitch there like dopeboys
That woman is attracted to drug dealers
If you got money she goin' for it
If you have wealth, she will be interested in you
I drink that hoe, her head so good
I consume alcohol with that promiscuous woman, as her performance during oral sex is exceptional
She gon' have you there like, 'oh lawd'
She will impress you to the point where you exclaim, 'Oh Lord!'
All this time you ain't on
All this time you haven't realized
I done bought her shit you can't afford
I have purchased expensive items for her that you are unable to afford
She take pictures with your money
She takes photos posing with the money you have
But you tell her she can't throw it
Yet, you forbid her from spending or wasting it
All you niggas don't panic
All you men shouldn't be anxious or alarmed
I'm just tryna understand it
I'm simply trying to comprehend the situation
I must take these hoes for granted
I must be underappreciating these promiscuous women
Or you niggas just so romantic
Or perhaps you men are just overly idealistic or sentimental
Drop that ho back off in her hood, too rich for the bitch
I leave that woman back in her neighborhood, as I am too wealthy and successful for her to handle
I'm too rich for the bitch, I'm too rich for the bitch
I am too affluent and prosperous for that woman
Drop that ho back off at that club, I'm too rich for the bitch
I drop that woman back at the club as she can't match up to my wealth and success
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Now perform as I desire, complete the task
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
Perform the action as instructed, yes yes
Now do it, baby, do it, baby, do it, do it
Once again, perform the task as instructed
Do it, baby, do it, yeah yeah
Complete the action, yes yes
Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing
Written by: Curtis Jackson
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Louco de Refri
50 is back
كمال سويسي
He never leave to get back
R Roman III
Nigga never left
Tharsan J
he never left fam
Juliano De Souza
Brack brow💰💵
Raychelle Young
I'm too rich for the bitch
Gabriel Lemos
essa música é muito foda. Tenho orgulho de ser fã dele a 10 anos.. ❤❤❤
reyzer 00
Muito foda essa música fã des de 14 anos ele é o brabo 50 cent G-unit
Wayne Maben
Young buck wrote that song fool.50 you have been esposed
Wellington Oliveira
A melhor do 50 cent até hoje! Pesada demais c é loko! Treme até os retrovisores do omegão dispara alarme o Baguio fica Loko!