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to get off house arrest nigga.
So you can run the fuck outta New York, you faggot

[Chorus]
Niggas tryna play the game with 50 Cent, 50 Cent, 50 Cent
this, nigga chill out

(Lloyd Banks)
It'd be nice to get the niggaz ice, get it, give it back

(50 Cent)
Just get in the corner store cause it's
G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) 

(50 Cent-between Banks) 
G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) 

(Tony Yayo) 
Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy 
When hoes
ain't on 'til I say it's on, pause, it's on
I'm eatin', y'all niggas fastin' like it's Rimadon

Bowlish way in Lebanon, know 50 the bomb
I be at the edge
A thug ain't a thug if his gun don't smoke [smoke]
A playa ain't a playa if his ass dead broke [broke]

[Repeat]

[50 Cent]
Is your bitch your bitch
Yea, ha ha, yea, yea

[Hook: 50 Cent]
If I can't do well, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
(intro)
Yo 
Bay area
You are now rockin
With big von and 50 cent
Owwwwwwwwwwwwww
Yo
Southside
Roll something smoke somethin nigga uh yea
I fall off
This town
This town
Is a sealed tuna sandwich
Sealed tuna sandwich
With the wrapper glued
It's by baloney on the rack
It goes for 40 cents
the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from
Nights like this... I wish.
Rain drops would fall
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath.

[50Cent:]
I got a 16 shot Rugger, I got 16 cars
All over
no love BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit

(50 Cent)
My whole team gettin dough bitch
On the low bitch,
[50 Cent] G Unit!
[50 Cent] A, be
[Scarlett] You can't fuck with me
[50 Cent] see, D
[Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets
[50 Cent] E, F
[Scarlett]
me, who he, say he gon' sue me?
Muh'fucker I got bread (it won't be long 'fore you dead)
 
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
If, you, can't, hold on nigga hold
[50 Cent]
Disrespectful
Anything, I let you breathe
Now you're dead

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
There's no room without casualties
End up in a wake
Lady in Albania works for fifty cents a day 
Like her momma's momma did
And if she tried to leave 
They'd surely shoot her dead
Right here in my
New york city... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. Paid for a hoofy
Hurry, hurry, step right up
See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents

Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends
Stand
the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed on the shelves, we eat cold cuts
Fast from
through hell
Gotta make it to heaven I hope I make it to heaven

[50 Cent]
Some say I'm paranoid I say I'm careful how I choose my friends
Been to ICU
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Everywhere I'm at everywhere I go, I stay surrounded by hoes
Even when I'm tryin to be on the low, I'm recognized by hoes
Man,
Made by:Sebastien Gagne and Friends
Date: 2005-09-25
Album: God's Plan (mixtape)

(50cent) (chorus)
She saids she loves it 
She like my music
She
[50 Cent]

Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!

[Young Buc]

Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas
plans, and it really hurts
Every time I go fishin' it'd always start me wishin'
That I could be a child again
Take my 50 cents and go down to the local
plans, and it really hurts
Every time I go fishin' it'd always start me wishin'
That I could be a child again
Take my 50 cents and go down to the local
[50] 
It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me

[Chorus (50 cent)]
Every time I come around they like