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Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha (Kurupt) · Live Mutha! [2006 Remastered LP Version] (Black Oak Arkansas) · Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha (Kurupt) · Tha Streetz Iz a Mutha [Clean] (Kurupt) · Live! Mutha (Black Oak Arkansas) · Mutha's Nature (James Brown) · 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 »


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
(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
is in my spirit 
I'm lost and not knowing scar'd up but still flowing 
Energized and still going 
Uh, can it be fate that makes a sick mutha fucka
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
a long one
Now me and Quik gonna tell you niggas
How its like on this side
The real side
Now on this ride its gonna be some real mutha-fuckas
And there is
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
waste him
This ain't no mutha fuckin joke nigga it ain't worth it
And even if your mother gets in it you can't surface
It was all purpose
Just like that
A slave to the hood  have no money in my pants  
Rollin wit some heat to make a mutha fucka dance  
Had a chance to bubble  had my hustle but I
mutha-fuckas
And there's gonna be some pussys
Now the real niggas gonna be the ones with money and bitches
The pussys are gonna be the niggas on the floor
(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
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
Welcome.
It is I that you see.
Little boys an girls.... Revelationz.
Listen.
Why do the good die young, an the bad mutha fuckas live fo ever?
'cause
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,
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
-twelve two-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road

[Chorus:]
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No cars, no pool, no
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
mutha fuckas
Solution, there ain't none
Nigga I can't run
It's something gonna be done
Then fuck it lets dump some
You wastin your breath
And I'm
through your windows or your door
Grab it by the tail

Yucca man
Yucca man

If I had a dollar--cut it in two--give you fifty cents
But the rock will
and do it all illegal 
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal 
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba 
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
and do it all illegal 
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal 
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba 
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
busta free, these niggas must be crazy (What) 
there ain't no mercy mutha fuckas 
who can fade the thugs? 
you thought it was but it wasn't 
now
violence in they rhyme
They love +50cent+, cause he got shot 9 times
But what about me, I dun' shot 9 mutha'fuckaz
Left a nigga in his yard fa' his mother
I
The worst
Clutch your purse
When we lurk
Cause we cursed
From work
Trying to
Party like a mutha fucka
Broke as a joke
Don't hire me
But you arrest me
When I'm
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've been gone all winter but now a nigga back

To get the money, the money
The money, the money, the cake

And you mutha fuckas lookin' like steak