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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
ran the planes into the fucking building
Coke price went up 10 grand this fucking week

(50 Cent)
Is your bitch your bitch or is your bitch mines?
(Chorus- Banks) 
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) 

(50 Cent-between Banks) 
G-Unit nigga that's what's up
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,
50 Cent I'm makin hits now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard I'm the shit now
Some bitches changed, cause they know I'm fittin to blow
You should
places to prevent catchin' the cases
Races in the faces, hall at you laces
This is a hit, let's see if homicide trace this
50 Cent, let's see if
[50 Cent]

Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!

[Young Buc]

Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas
wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it,
Smile (Ha, ha)â?¦Lloyd
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
ball killin' shit
Realist shit and your main wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it,
Smile (Ha, ha)â?¦Lloyd
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)
the back and forth all day
Like the hot potato game, that's why we came to

[Chorus]

[Eminem]
50 cent, come on!

[50 Cent]
Bounce now, hands up,
(And I'll show you maaagic - what? What?)
Maaagic (uh-huh, uh-huh)
(I got the magic clit)

[Lil' Kim] + (50 Cent)
Now put your face in it
I know
Nights like this... I wish.
Rain drops would fall
5 heartbeats left
One last deep breath.

[50Cent:]
I got a 16 shot Rugger, I got 16 cars
All over
gettin slaughtered
How many times you had your homie shot
By the same mutha fucker whose game came from your homies block
Niggas get caught up in the paper
Go 'head, go 'head, go 'head Game

First things first (Aftermath) The Chronic is back
This is indo, produced by Timbo
Game over; nah the N.W.A. chain
(50 Cent-talking over beat)
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
I keep it gangsta nigga
Wha wha
It's gangsta nigga
It's too gangsta nigga
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
[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
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,
me
Its not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, 50's back at it again)

[50 cent]
Go ahead go against me I'll hurt your feelings
(Fifty-Cent piece drops on table)
[Coinciding With 50 Cent's Intro on 'Get Rich Or Die Tryin']

[Scarface]
It's your worst day, run and tell somebody
It's your
[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,