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(Chorus- Banks) 
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) 

(50 Cent-between Banks) 
G-Unit nigga that's what's up
pretty good some play so bad it hurts
We pick up their golf balls that fly over the fence
We shine 'em up a little bit and sell 'em back for fifty cents
dog you got that good up in the hood we call it mid
Grade another thing we do some call it blow, some call it cocaine
Fuck, hell nah nigga I been
anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
anything from
The five-and-ten-cent store

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my own
But now if you'd come
I'd welcome anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me
anything from
The five-and-ten-cent store

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my own
heart is worth about ten cents

I've been adding it up 
To see where it went
The love we shared and the time we spent
Now I gotta get straight
I gotta get
anything from
The five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
anything from
The five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
Mill worker houses lined up in a row, 
Another southern Sunday morning blow 
Beneath the steeple all the people have begun 
Shakin' hands with
anything from
The five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
But now if you'd come
I'd welcome anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me
anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
But now if you'd come
I'd welcome anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me
anything from
The five-and-ten-cent store

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my own
anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
Mill worker houses lined up in a row, 
Another southern Sunday morning blow 
Beneath the steeple all the people have begun 
Shakin' hands with
[Talking]
Man, who would've thought I would've made it this far?
It's number five
Five albums
I recognize that it's because of you (c'mon)
It's only
years
Listens to the jukebox for her answers
Slowly guzzles twenty-five cent beers

Talks about the men she's known and then some
She's seen them in her
of a tale and it's all true 
I swear by my tattoo 

There was Typhoon Tessie, met her on the coast of Java 
When we kissed I bubbled up like molten lava
fuckin' re-up (Yayo)
Flashin' singles, wit the 20s on top
While I'm ridin' on 20s in the juky drop top
So never show love wit ya left hand
You'll lose 5
anything from
The five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me fall with a drop
And now I'm out on my
to get popped by a cop? 

Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot? 
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof 
N**** on my stomach see -
But now if you'd come
I'd welcome anything
From the five and ten cent store,

You used to call me the top
You put me up on a throne
You let me