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Diddy Wah Diddy: A Tribute Anthology (Mike Furber & the Bowery Boys) · Do Wah Diddy Diddy Round (A la Carte) · Do-Wah-Diddy: Words and Music by Ellie Greenwich and Jeff Barry (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Al Diddy (Mr. Al) · Diddy Bop [Digital Single] (Red CafĂ©) · A Tribute to P. Diddy (Hutchinson, Hutch) · 10 Cent Wings (Jonatha Brooke) · Nah Go Change (One Cent) (Demarco) · Love is Blue/Cent Mille Chansons (Paul Mauriat) · Vorrei Incontrarti Fra Cent'anni (Ron) – and 90 other albums »


movie shit
Get out the club BITCH

(50 Cent talking over beat)
2000 shit motherfucker you know how this shit goin down
This is my shit, from now
(50 Cent)
Yo this is 50 cent, yaknawsayin?
I'm here with my man Whoo Kid, you know how I put it down nigga
It's not safe around here as soon
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
the one)
Let me be the one who be right by your side
Let me be the one, let me be the one (baby, let me, ohh)

	[50 Cent]
Baby if ever you need someone
[50 Cent singing]
MJ, 50 Cent. G UUUNIT!
This is simple. I know you understand.
Another man can't quite love you girl.
Like I can. Your fantasies
Uh
The light-skin with the nice trim
400 spokes riding the stroll by the white folks
The rare bones get the bare Jones
If it's the caddy, it's
I'm not playing
Get gassed up to get blast up
Real B.I.G. style watch the kid break it down
Check it, thou shalt not fuck wit North C. Papa
50 Cent
that I gotta
Now Peter Piper picked peppers and don't rock rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a lil bit but I pop nines
Tell niggaz, "Get they money right,"
(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
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now

[50 Cent]
Yo 
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
wanders
Fifty cents rent goes pretty far
when you live in a subway car
One stop's the same as another
Even Son of Sam sees her sleeping,
she's not
history
But then again you'll finally get your wish
'cause you be all over the street like 50 Cent
Fuckin punk pussy fuck you chump
Gimme a one-on-one
It's elementary

[Lloyd Banks]
1,2,3,4
[50 Cent]
Lloyd Banks' in the house
[Lloyd Banks]
Now get the fuck on the floor
I slid through the front door
With
know 
I spit a flow to get up with Diddy 
And now we finna blow 
Niggas in the hood show me love 
I'm the girl 
Pimp tight let my mink hang down
Here comes that guy in his stripped down Model A

And he says, ?Gimme 50 cents worth of regular
Check my oil too, if you don't mind
Put some air in my
[Madd Rapper]
The art of getting robbed
This is how we do Brooklyn style boy you know what I'm sayin?

[50 Cent]
R.I.P B.I.G, R.I.P P-A-see,
(one)
As we proceed to give you what you need
(One, two...)
It's all fucked up now
What the fuck why'all gonna do now?
[50 Cent] + (P. Diddy)
Yo,
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
ever asked is 100, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100

Miss 4 Cent, that was my real nigga
Held a nigga down since he was a lil' nigga
If he was still
Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!

Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
A desert
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now

[50 Cent]
Yo 
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan