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y'all niggaz is stop frontin
'Cause 50 say pop somethin', I'm gon pop somethin', what up?

(50 Cent)
Don't make me send a nigga to you, 16 shot ruger
D-12
50 cent
Obie Trice
Stat Quo
And I would also like to introduce
The two newest members of the family
One goes by the name of Bobby Creek
only 50 Cent
Come back when you got a couple dollars holla.

[Verse 1]
You gonna need more than 50 Cent to play this game
Nigga hating on me cause
D-12
50 Cent
Obie Trice
Stat Quo
And I would also like to introduce
The two newest members of the family
One goes by the name of Bobby Creek
(repeat 6x) 

(50 Cent) 
I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up 

(Lloyd Banks) 
Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray 
See every now
the door for us
And then you turned to dust

You don't understand us
So don't reprimand us
We're taking the future
We don't need no teacher

Born
Born in
don't need no teacher

Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties
Born
Born in the fifties

Born
Born in
bullshit 
He'll get his whole crew hit 
D-twizzy, Obie, 50 Cent, and G-Unit 
Yo he don't want it cause 
He's always drugged out 
You won't see no
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man
A trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I got no cigarettes

About two hours of pushin' broom
Buys
to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom buys an eight by twelve four-bit room"
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,
man 'cause me I'm 'gon do my thang 
(You know I do my thang)
I'm a get my drink on and party like it's ok

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Trust me man it's ok
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,"
our faces when you won't
G-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit

[50 Cent]

Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am Loco
Betta than soso the games in
to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I
junk in my trunk ain't made for chumps
When Lil' Kim's around you don't need to lie
It's the "Drugs" baby, I'm makin' ya HIGH!!

[Chorus: 50 Cent
ta nice thangs I slang weed (snort)
Coc-ainee and Herione
50 Cent
that's my name
Nigga I bring the pain
You thought shit stay the same
Nigga shit
got what you need you's a sexy little thug
Don't want to be your girl I ain't lookin for no love
So come give me a hug, you a sexy little thug
in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, it's Dr. Dre, 50 Cent, trick

People always talkin' 'bout my reputation
I don't love 'em, I don't need 'em
I don't
you got it and I need it I want it
50 Cents ain't fuckin around
Track Masters ain't fuckin around
Crazy Cat ain't fuckin around
The Madd Rapper
(You should be here) Catching a date and break it to keep me straight even if you gotta take it in Chorus Look I don't really need you I get my dough
Much to my dismay
When I wake up in the morning
No one by my side
Nowhere left to hide

I thought, music was enough
I could fill the empty
or rent, rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve
fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes, ah but
Two hours of pushing broom buys a eight by twelve four bit room
I'm a man