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.
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50 Cent Lyrics
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But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call
I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I don't know what you heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness
In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH
The lyrics of "PIMP Remix" by 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, and Young Buck center around the concept of pimping, specifically the lifestyle of a pimp who refuses to let women take advantage of him. The hook repeats the phrase "I don't know what you heard about me, but a bitch can't get a dollar out of me," emphasizing the singer's unwillingness to pay for sex or be manipulated by women. The verses delve deeper into this theme, with the rappers describing encounters with women who are willing to trade their bodies for material possessions.
The lyrics also touch on the power dynamic between pimps and their "hoes." The singer describes himself as a "P-I-M-P" and boasts of his ability to predict and control his escorts' behavior. He contrasts himself with other men who are easily swayed by women or who mistreat them. The song expresses a sense of pride in the lifestyle of a pimp, with the rappers describing the perks of having women pay to be with them.
Overall, "PIMP Remix" is a provocative and controversial song that celebrates the world of pimping while acknowledging its darker side. The lyrics can be interpreted as a critique of the way women are commodified in society, or as a celebration of male power and dominance.
Line by Line Meaning
I don't know what you heard about me
I'm not sure what you have heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
I refuse to give women money for sex
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
I don't need material possessions to show my worth as a P-I-M-P
That I'm a motherfucking P-I-M-P
I am the ultimate P-I-M-P
Now shorty, she in the club, she dancing for dollars
There is a woman in the club who is dancing for money
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
She has an affinity for designer brands
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She particularly likes BCBG, Burberry, Dolce and Gabana
She feed them foolish fantasies, they pay her cause they wanna
She exploits men's foolish fantasies to get paid
I spit a little G man, and my game got her
I used some slick talk and my charm to win her over
A hour later, have that ass up in the Ramada
I convinced her to come back to the Ramada hotel with me
Them trick niggas in her ear saying they think about her
Other men are trying to get her attention
I got the bitch by the bar trying to get a drink up out her
I am keeping her company by the bar and trying to get her to buy me a drink
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She finds me attractive and charming
She from the country, think she like me cause I'm from New York
She may be interested in me because I am from New York
I ain't that nigga trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm not interested in just sex
I'm that nigga trying to holla cause I want some bread
I am interested in money
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
I don't care about her sexual performance
Bitch hit that track, catch a date, and come and pay the kid
She needs to make money by finding a date and bringing me the profits
Look baby this is simple, you can't see
This is an easy situation that you don't understand
You fucking with me, you fucking with a P-I-M-P
You are dealing with the ultimate P-I-M-P
I'm bout my money you see, girl you can holla at me
I am focused on making money, so you can contact me if you can bring profits
If you fucking with me, I'm a P-I-M-P
If you are involved with me, you are dealing with a P-I-M-P
Not what you see on TV, no Cadillac, no greasy
My life is not like what you see on TV, I don't have a Cadillac or a greasy appearance
Head full of hair, bitch I'm a P-I-M-P
My hair is styled and I am the ultimate P-I-M-P
Come get money with me, if you curious to see
If you want to see how I make money, come with me
how it feels to be with a P-I-M-P
Experience what it's like to be with the ultimate P-I-M-P
Roll in the Benz with me, you could watch TV
I will drive you in my Benz and you can watch TV from the backseat
From the backseat of my V, I'm a P-I-M-P
Even when you are in the backseat, I am still the ultimate P-I-M-P
Girl we could pop some champagne and we could have a ball
We can celebrate and enjoy ourselves with some champagne
We could toast to the good life, girl we could have it all
We can celebrate our success and have everything we want
We could really splurge girl, and tear up the mall
We can go on a big shopping spree and buy whatever we want
If ever you needed someone, I'm the one you should call
If you ever need someone, I will be there for you
I'll be there to pick you up, if ever you should fall
I will be there to support you if you ever need help
If you got problems, I can solve'em, they big or they small
If you have any problems, I can help you solve them no matter how big or small
That other nigga you be with ain't bout shit
The other man you are with is worthless
I'm your friend, your father, and confidant, BITCH
I am like a friend, father, and confidant to you
I told you fools before, I stay with the tools
I am always armed and ready
I keep a Benz, some rims, and some jewels
I have a Benz, rims, and jewelry
I holla at a hoe til I got a bitch confused
I manipulate women until they are confused and do what I want
She got on Payless, me I got on gator shoes
She is wearing cheap shoes while I am wearing expensive gator shoes
I'm shopping for chinchillas, in the summer they cheaper
I look for deals on chinchillas when they are cheaper in the summer
Man this hoe you can have her, when I'm done I ain't gon keep her
You can have this woman once I am finished with her, I don't want her
Man, bitches come and go, every nigga pimpin know
Women come and go, every P-I-M-P knows that
You saying it's secret, but you ain't gotta keep it on the low
You can keep this a secret, but you don't have to hide it
Bitch choose with me, I'll have you stripping in the street
If you choose to be with me, I will have you stripping for money
Put my other hoes down, you get your ass beat
If you interfere with my other women, you will be beaten
Now Nik my bottom bitch, she always come up with my bread
Nik is my most important woman who always brings me money
The last nigga she was with put stitches in her head
The man she was with before me hurt her badly
Get your hoe out of pocket, I'll put a charge on a bitch
If your woman is acting out of line, I will punish her
Cause I need 4 TVs and AMGs for the six
I need to make a lot of money to buy four TVs and AMGs for my car
Hoe make a pimp rich, I ain't paying bitch
Women make me rich, I don't pay them
Catch a date, suck a dick, shiiit, TRICK
Find a date and perform oral sex, that's what a trick does
Yeah, in Hollywoood they say there's no b'ness like show b'ness
In Hollywood, they say there is no business like show business
In the hood they say, there's no b'ness like hoe b'ness ya know
In the hood, they say there is no business like prostitution
They say I talk a lil fast, but if you listen a lil faster
People say I talk quickly, but if you listen faster you can understand me
I ain't got to slow down for you to catch up, BITCH
I don't need to slow down for you to understand me, BITCH
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CURTIS JAMES JACKSON, BRANDON ANTHONY PARROTT, DENAUN M. PORTER
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@NageshNagshakti
The Anatomy of a Fall brought me back to this song.
@robertosoares2643
U know she did it dawg
@affanfadillah17
@@robertosoares2643 he was vibin too hard to the song and danced himself outta the window
@idrisskoumo6330
me too!
@mrs.medeiros7090
I’m literally watching it RIGHT NOW and paused it to come here and look up this important evidence 😂
@cheriedeurope
Same here
@affanfadillah17
WE FALLING OUT OF THE WINDOW WITH THIS ONE 🗣️🗣️🗣️🔥🔥🔥💯💯
@saidakhaitar8915
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@bilbopuggins
Anatomy of a fall brought me down here, too
@chanceForNotBeingRapper
seriously I thought it was some UK garage music because the beat is straight up humorous until the judge said it's Pimp Instrumental😅
I didn't recognize it because I listen to Candy Shop and in Da Club all day instead of this more famous track, and I only had listened to a Big Room House Dance Genre remix of Pimp which get rid of the magical harpoon-like instrument in the first 20 seconds, so I forgot how influential this track is