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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
hood on lock (lock, what)

[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck, and my wrist, and my ears
I'm
could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a jooks
Bitch

Motherfucker
Teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
Rotten Apple
G-UNIT
somethin in the water
Where I come from
They used to sing it on the corner
Where I come from
Making somethin outta nothing
Because everybody
Fifty cents from
they feelin' 
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villain 
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right 
Teachin' the hood rats what
[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,
Yo yo
I need no introduction everybody
Heard of 50 Cent and heard of G-Unit
I'm not high tech and I'm not qualy
You see me in the club
You
Making somethin' outta nothing
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
hear me?

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned
Over and over again just to stay, on top
I recall memories, filled, with sin
Over
Hey.. (Nobody gon' miss you anyway)
(No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day)

[50 Cent]
I got the burner burner, I come to burn and burn ya
Revolver
Yeah Jay-z I'm callin you out, you suck, you hang out wit 50 cent 'cause you're not worth a dollar buck. And for chammillionaire you horrible and even
Yeah Jay-z I'm callin you out, you suck, you hang out wit 50 cent 'cause you're not worth a dollar buck. And for chammillionaire you horrible and even
Now, listen... 
My paycheck after taxes barely pays the rent 
I do the town on Friday, by Tuesday, it's all spent. 
Two bucks an hour, this job ain't
(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
[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,
they feelin' 
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villain 
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right 
Teachin' the hood rats what
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
and get your head cracked for that

You gettin' money nigga (yeah), you dimed out (yeah)
Well 50 Cent is the hottest shit out this (yeah)
You bust your
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
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
they feelin' 
Rap full of good guys, 50 Cent is the villain 
I play the bar with 8 bottles all night gettin' right 
Teachin' the hood rats what
now, some for later
Somethin' like Nicki's, dancin' like Maliah
I'm throwin' all this money I'ma fuck around and buy her
I can flick the money all night
I know is to show these ??? how it supposed to go

50 Cent
I'll teach ya how to Stunt

The Game
Countdown to Armageddon Motherfucker, Chuck Taylor in
the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G.
And Tupac just ain't around

Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar, I get you