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Why run against a thoroughbred when you ain't in no condition
Still got shit on ya nose, from all that ass you been kissing (hahaha)
It ain't
in the mouth
I've been really on edge
They don't wanna see me rage
I been wanting them afraid
I feel the respect when they look that way
Yea
I'm so
This for my haters, this for my squad
The quicker we moved, the figures they grew
And she like when I behave Tiffany blue
I count up the 20's and 50
song by The Fray
Cause I said it did let it live
Give me the credit like reddit
I'm throwing these subs
Like 50 cent, I'm dead or at least "many men
Will
and
I'm still on the grind
When you ain't in my clique
It's hard to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to find
G-Unit!
I don't dream now that I'm
with a blue eye
No I'm not talking about my baggy eye or baggy pants
Cuz I wouldn't give two cents if 50 cent
Told me that he got presents
I'm just
bad cause I
Know that I can -
I ain't gotta reason to fear
It if it's a man
Forty five in my left hand, and F
- M in my right hand
Three fifty seven in
And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her
Because everybody fifty cents
From a quarter
Where I come from
Yeah
The streets ain't timid
But I feel at home in it
Gotta see a couple people
I ain't got
leaning on the fence
Tryin' to make a dollar out of fifteen cents
Really is a prankster, tried to be a gangster
Real big wheel when a gun is in his
50 cent
I ain’t even worth a cent but I’m heaven sent
I’m hellbent on getting it on
By the bar I see a black blonde
(As I approach)
Hello ma’am, you
an eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I
this ain't life it's dead meat now
So here I go
Back to being a rascal in that San Antonio
What I do know is stack bread and pull hoes
It's crucial when
50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
Game gggggggg Unit!
See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South
50 Cent man ya'll niggas ya'll
Know what I'm
a 50 dollar bill
When's the last time you seen one of them?
That's what I thought
Let me tell you somethin'
When me and you used to be, me and you
right now, I'm up in here stuntin'
I'm at the Goodwill, you can find me in the bins
I'm not, I'm not stuck on searchin' in that section (mens)
Your
fifty)
Let that pistol go when I was nineteen years old (nineteen, uh)
First time I turned twenty, I was cashin' out on gold (uh, gang)
Rich nigga
And after we worked up a sweat and got loose
We bought a Hero and a fifty cent juice
Word yo
Uneek, Uneek, remember back in the day?
Yo, let's Ice
I'm smoking
You think we compare
Please that had me choking
Laughed so much I almost fell out my damn chair
Watch the throne
Got here by staying driven
heads who hated 90s rap
It's always after that 93ish time in fact
And mine was pretty much, when 50 Cent did In Da Club
Paved way for your Little Wayne's
(Ugh)
(Yeah, Look)
I pop many tags, remember when we popped up out that mini van
They all wishing death on me but bitch I am not 50 cent
Many men
to maple hill or North Shore by the lake
Freezing at a bus stop huddled from Dec to late may
There were only a few cool places to go for us to go hang out
heard them before
Just two broken pieces making something more
I don't mind that you don't like Cherry Pepsi
The way you sing that 50 Cent song is so
to be?
(Wanted me to be)
If it can't be fifty fifty
Then know that it don't fit me
I can't give you all that's in me
'Cause baby that's not me
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