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Don't talk me to death
[50 Cent] G, H
[Scarlett] It's elementary

[Scarlett]
Picture me rolling Range Rover
Same color your Air Force Ones
White on white,
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through hell
I gotta make it to Heaven, I gotta make it to Heaven
I gotta make it to Heaven, for goin' through
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through hell
Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven
I gotta make it to heaven, for going through
myself up without a sign from Heaven above.

But I gotta write it down, make everything right
Goin' to a party on Saturday night
Me oh my, what
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
spent it on blunt wraps 

(Banks) 
Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga 
G-Unit nigga 
We about to gorrilla this industry man 
y'all niggas
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,
you Make It To See 21

[50 Cent:]
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
(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
[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
you Make It To See 21

[50 Cent:]
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
can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger
50 Cent how it feel to rob an industry nigga?

[50 Cents]
Ill catch P and Silk
we rob and steal, so our ones can be bigger
50 Cent how it feel to rob and industry n****?

This ain't serious
Being broke can make you delirious
[50 Cent]
Yeah, F-50

[Chorus - 50 Cent]
As times go by, I twist a lot
Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die
You think I'm all poinry, cause
I gotta get across
One don't two make me three go off

I swear to God you never heard me spit it this way I'm warnin' ya
I'm finna snap like
to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking with ~5-0~ it's all starting to make sense
My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
of people, marching up the avenue 
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by 
I'm living in the land of plenty and many 
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking with ~5-0~ it's all starting to make sense
My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she
where you get shot for who you stand by
So watch who you're close to
Keep it strictly business, gotta notice who all knows you
Since o-two I had a gold
of people, marching up the avenue 
Doin? what they gotta do, just to get by 
I'm living in the land of plenty and many 
But I'm damn sure poor and I don't
Yea, ha ha, yea, yea

If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
For sure I'ma make
Yea, ha ha, yea, yea

If I can't do it, homey, it can't be done
Now I'ma let the champagne bottle pop
I'ma take it to the top
For sure I'ma make
If I can't do it, homie, it can't be done
Now I'mma let the champagne bottle pop
I'mma take it to the top
For sure I'mma make it hot, baby

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