50 cent
winners circle
Are you ready to win? Come join the winners circle (Fuck with the winners baby) Put up your hands for me, baby (Put 'em up) And do it like we're supposed to 'Cause we're gonna win Consider this the theme song for victory The shit you say to yourself when you make history I'm trying to make it feel like the first time Like a junkie I'm sort of chasing my first high I'm focused, I'm disciplined, I'm ready Mentally on point, sharp as a machete Hard work, I work hard, I get the job done It's only one number 1, nigga, I'm number 1 I'm confident, you can call it vain or conceited Cars, clothes, I need it Condos, condoms and bad bitches to be with Run with a winner, baby Be unconventional, freak me off friends maybe You can be my girl, be my fair weather friend Or you could be my, yeah yeah, be my friend to the end Are you ready to win? Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to 'Cause we're gonna win I got that disease ambition, success is the cure They wanna win, I gotta win, I sell the shit pure I got dopeboy bonds, Einstein brains The heart of a nigga homicidal on the chain gang I want yachts and drops, I got spots to watch I wanna see what life is like from the mountain top Who says sky's the limit? I'm limitless, I just took the pill Why you think a nigga slow flow so ill? Be careful, the shit I got is highly contagious We hustle 'til it had us all locked up in cages Time gon' fly when a nigga been busy for ages War stories and wounds, back and forth, a nigga been trading For the root of all evil, Lord said it's for Satan We from the bottom, desperation cause moves that we making I guess it's all risk versus rewards And a nigga risk it all for the broads (What's up) Are you ready to win? Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to 'Cause we're gonna win Come join the winners circle Put up your hands for me, baby And do it like we're supposed to 'Cause we're gonna win