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spittin that shit ever since coke crushed 
You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time 
I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
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
in a cool for me
Hey you gotta get high and go low for me
It's Cash Money young money never know money
It's 500 Degreez it's not fool
But it
cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!

Working for a rise,
and Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!

Working for a rise,
cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!

Working for a rise,
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My
Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My moms happy, she ain't gotta pay the rent
And she got a red
and Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot
What?
Don't stop
Give it all you got
You lot
What?
Don't stop
Yeah

Working for a rise,
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My
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
around
That he was damn sure good-looking enough
So she worked her way over
She shot him a wink
He took his last five bucks
He bought her a drink
By
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Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'till it get sky high
The cold world that we in
Is full of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking
and it's 25 cent you can call 'em direct
I put my life on the line I ain't making a dime
Nigga call me "Never mind , man you're wastin' your time"
A yo, I'm
and Indian cents
English pounds and Eskimo pence

You lot! What?
Don't stop! Give it all you got!
You lot! What?
Don't stop! Yeah!

Working for a rise,
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

Used to see Five-O, throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fuckin' with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My
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
Used 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
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Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
by them Kurds about them dollars and cents
It was never my transaction it was however I did it
I was impressed with the whips
I asked my father how
after her" so
Exactly would have happened if I hadn't continued rappin
Or steady being distracted by money drugs and four
Fives, I count lives all
of another girl damaged by the system
These foster homes, I run away and never do miss em
See, my hormones just run away and if I can get em back
To where they
kindling dreams, and never get the friendship
Or else by the time the stress wears out we'll both be dead and friendless