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to the rear
I told em who the hell I was and they open the clear
You niggas should of help mystikal instead of the bear
This 50 cent in my pocket came from

options
Scared of what I might find

Scared to make the wrong move
I just need the right sign
Bet my last 50 cent I'd get rich or die trying
I can see it in

change, 
c couple quarters, still 50cent that I will never change,  
What you think that you in science, no you ain't picking my brain, 
Punch yo ass in

(Say something crazy)
(Wait what?)
Dirty dancing by myself riding solo
Fuck your Instagram I do not want no photos
Keep my dubs on the low low
Cold

Tom Hanks
Ich grüß dich ab und an
Doch wir sind keine Friends
Bentley , Beamer oder doch
Lieber nen Benz
Du bist Trash
Ich bin G wie 50 cent
Ihr seit

Ahaha yeah
I miss the good old days
Riding around listen ta Luda
Listening to Redman
Rapping bout buddha
Eminem and Dr. Dre
Snoop and Errybody
50 Cent was

the darkest abyss
Screw a punchline when people really feelin' your raps
I will never be truly happy accepted the fact
Only costs 50 cents for you to go get

plastered with your corpse in floor boards won’t affect any events crafted.
10:50 at night, I finished watching the Hateful 8.
Got a message from a buddy

that's a fact
I keep that ass fed and i keep that ass fat
I keep on doing something cause you keep on coming back
I feel like fifty cent cause i keep

class tagging on the avenues
Getting into mischief and blowing on chronic
Rest in peace Jose its cuz of you we bonded (RIP)
I was blasting 50 Cent Get

the line when you the one that use to lead it
Judged by the cover could of took the time to read it
Been a hell of a season
50 every game this year
I finally

that ass fed and i keep that ass fat
I keep on doing something cause you keep on coming back
I feel like 50 cent cause i keep getting the strap
That's

lovin' it
Carve a smile on his face now what's funny bitch
I laugh at my opps we ain't duckin' shit
I put one in his face like he 50 cent
I knock out all

by 11 bout 400 briccas
Hop on the freeway 
Throw that 50 cent in yeah
Make that shit look good 
Ashley from the wood yeah
Rental from Abdul 
Swear that

of successes we can see, over a century…

Group
…ago… 

(Beat Change) V8 Woman 1 
In summary, here’s what we’d say? 

The protest, the rallies, let’s face it,

like that

One shot two shot three shot four
Yeah we finna go and get fucked up
Five shot six shot seven shot eight
Many fifty cent man you know we got

DUQUESNE

She's out the door before the dawn, 
She walks six blocks for breakfast.
She don't like to eat alone.
God bless the waitress. Leave a fifty

cents
Y'all lost love for the game
Those were bitch moves
You was swallowed by the wave
And my ex got me thinking
A lot of things like
Maybe God should've

shit, maybe I'm on my 50 cent
I mean I have taken 9 shots, one more and hold the rocks
Like Pat Tillman, I'll put this 40 on your chest
I'm Sia with

by myself
Think I need an FN
Boutta put an FN on me
Why I'm acting different round you
Cuz I think you said something
Talk behind my back
And then I

a nigga
I get on my 5-0, C-E-N-T with these niggas screaming war
No white flag and no peace for these niggas
Yeah, I'm on my team, tell em that, tell em

of a 5 a day
Living life the higher way
Could have 50 Cents in my bank account and I'd still be Savage
21
Gimme a Token ill Busta Rhyme guarantee I'd still

Blood filled swimming pools waiting for the fool
Every red cent that he spent need to be paid
Fuck around and get beheaded if he do not behave
See he

pissed like 50 Cent, I would live on the beach
I'd marry, call my wife a bitch, and put my kids on the street
I don't give a fuck, I'm goin' for dolo, four