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as the street lights
G-Unit nigga

{*random shout outs*}

(50 cent and G-Unit)
We can't get Money selling weed...WE GON SELL COKE
Ain't no money sellin'
50 Cent: G-UNIT
Announcer: MTV News on MTV 2
Gideon Yego: Hi I'm Gideon Yego with MTV news. 4 weeks strong at number one and the Eminem Show is
breeze
Stop by House of Dubs just to keep 'em on clean
Fell up in the Peabody, the most expensive suite
Them thangs still spinnin' when I filled out
breeze
Stop by House of Dubs just to keep 'em on clean
Fell up in the Peabody, the most expensive suite
Them thangs still spinnin' when I filled out
chickens, 
I don't wanna talk about it (I don't want to talk about it)

[50 Cent]
Go head and ask me what I'm ridin' in
So I can say the Enzo, my bitch
expensive suite
Them thangs still spinnin' when I filled out the receipt

I used to be clean in my expedition
A girl see me and she'll be wishin'
That
G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) 

(50 Cent-between Banks) 
G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) 

(Tony Yayo) 
Listen boy, Tony be the real McCoy 
When hoes
still one

Love, that's 50/50
Or a hundred at a time
Love, love, love, love
That's 50/50
With both of us this time

Love, love, that's 50/50
expensive suite
Them thangs still spinnin' when I filled out the receipt

I used to be clean in my expedition
A girl see me and she'll be wishin'
That
[50 cent]
Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch
Yea
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo

Yea
Niggas salute me
Uh huh

We takin over this shit

(50 Cent)

Yo

G Unit

G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
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
still one

Love, that's 50/50
Or a hundred at a time
Love, love, love, love
That's 50/50
With both of us this time

Love, love, that's 50/50
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,
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
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
[50 Cent]
Disrespectful
Anything, I let you breathe
Now you're dead

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
There's no room without casualties
End up in a wake
can see me lean
I'm tense, so it ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by, they can see these gleam
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Now
50 Cent, trick

Bring 'em in, kick 'em out, bring 'em in, kick 'em out
Bring 'em in, you ain't freakin?, we ain't speakin?, b****
Bring 'em in,
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha 

(50 Cent)
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want parlay wit you
You won't show us no love
(feat. Dr. Dre, 50 Cent)

[50 Cent]
Sh-sh-sh-shady
Aftermath, haha
G-G-G-G-G-Unit!, haha

[Chorus]
Cause we came here to set this party off
ain't easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick, she like hold up
[50 Cent]
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Money
[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,
be ridin'
You'll be ridin' on the gypsy
On the gypsy

Well I rolled the bones
To see who'd own
My mind and what's within

And it's a given rule
That