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Trailer for sale or rent, rooms to let fifty cents No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes Ah but two hours of pushin' broom Buys
die trying By any means like 50 Cent Try to rob me he a idiot Smoke a big nigga on some skinny shit Hop out the car or stay in that bitch Either way do
the hood, she did not have a reaction (skrrt) With a six-year-old, she kept the doors unlocked And drove by the 5-0 like, "Fuck those cops!" Goddamn, it
men, get rich or die like I'm 50 Cent Remember when life was the simplest, back when I didn't have fifty cent Sober now, I'm takin' Yoga classes I'm
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
Trailers for sale or rent, Rooms to let 50 cents, No phone, no pool, no pets, Ain't got no cigarettes, ah but Two hours of pushing broom Buys
Trailer for sale or rent Rooms to let, fifty cents. No phone, no pool, no pets I ain't got no cigarettes Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
to the pumps Had you floating in the ocean Now you trashed by the dumps Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps Pockets so fat like it's raised by
a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent) Look bitch he can't treat you the way I do Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay I got a bunch of paper I
California where us youngstas slang that cocaine and we be hoppin it up and choppin it up and rockin it up to tens twenties fifties and hundreds
then a 100 percent Flipping this cash, flipping every single cent I can turn a nickel into 50 cent I'ma get rich or die tryin' like 50 Cent Gosh man, I
Whip it up Whip it up Whip it up Nasty! Cook it up Cook it up Cook it up Classy! I just do too much I'm just getting rich 50 in the trunk 50
Aye Aye Bow bow What it do Nate You ready? (Yeah) Alright hold up hold up hold up think we got one there (Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds We
Yeah I just need like 50 plans Spent my last like 50 cents I window shopped like 50 cent That bitch she right Ray Bandz on my face I got
boy in his stripped-down Model A He says, "Gimme 50 cents worth of regular Check, my oil too, if you don't mind Put some air in my tires, won't you
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
Hurry, hurry, step right up See the sideshow in town for only fifty cents Step right up, hurry, hurry before the show begins, my friends Stand
can't compete (100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep I was on the first 50 Now the powers at a dollar Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor I president in it
me at a racin' track Laced in black, bettin' on a horse called Amazin' Jack Joey Crack's the illest, fully backed my killaz Hoppin' outta 18 wheelas,
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah) Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo) G-Unit This rap shit plays
of followers the same Fifthteen cent Thinking colossal shit negative Fifthteen cent But get rich or die trying Thats word to fifty cent See my girl said it's
Money, cash, coins and bills Now listen closely and Bring your math skills You can tell by their size And by their decoration Just how much they're
high On your own supply Get burnt by the sun Cause in the city of dreams You get caught up In the schemes And fall apart in the seam Tonight
out, all are in control Certified son of a gun, learns life lesson 101 Don't fly too high on your own supply Get burnt by the sun 'Cause in the city
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