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the house they're like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin
You could find me in the background burnin'

the house they're like, "Oh no"
50 got 'em locin' again, they open again
Got 'em sippin' on that juice and gin
You could find me in the background burnin'

2 CENTS

Well I could waste a weekend doing nothing
But save up all my Mondays just for you
Take you out to dinner on a Tuesday
It's a wine and dine

Nine Two
Pride Two
Ain’t no slowing down or turning round
Don’t say you down just stick around
You know we keep them sticks around
If it’s up no

a reminder
That anybody can get it, the flow fire just like my ganja
Born and raised different so I go by some ethics and codes
A king that's on top of his

can get ugly
Told her she forever mine just focus what’s in front of me
Niggas having pressure bout a bitch because they loving me
I do this shit all by

She ain't even fuckin me
I cant stand this shit
I just wanna live comfortably
Called my homie Lou
Told him what it do
I'm tryna by a pack man
What's it

When no one's around.

I sing,
Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two

I was digging in them couches trynna scrape up 50 cents
Had good intents
You see houses, I see licks
All I was some chips
Just me and my woes
I don't

What You Know About It

Petey Pablo

Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]

2004

never could've told it
And I don't blame 50 Cent dawg turned the game around
The same thang I'm bou tto do now put this in ya mouth

[Chorus]

say i got power like 50cent I can't fuck with these niggas
I'm celibate
Ima rockstar this shit
Got me hella lit
All the bitches come thru
We get hella

rich or Die trying he was discussing it
He ain't have 50 Cent but he had a fucking vest
We not suppose to question God then who we question God
All

complaints if someone pays for me take my ass south
Highway 1 to Gastown
I-5 till I hit the 101
I have to drive aggressive while I'm playing 50 Cent
I'm

nobody say they found us 
Bitch i built this from the ground up 
No fuck niggas around us 

Stay the fuck from around us, by my side or within my vicinity

the telephone game Instead of checking facts
You ended up spreadin' a rumor that was started by a rat

Stupid bitch
Tried help a rat 50 Cent me
Yeah
You fell for

like 50cent
A walkin' dollar sign, an LLC if you want put it that
I'm way to geeked up out my mind, im smoking too much pack
Smokin fuckin' tooka pack

50 Cent, Ludacris, Public Enemy, ScHoolboy Q
I was rapping with artists I'd never heard of before
Who ripped the mic in ways I'd never seen in person

be acting different around me when I see that ass
You can tell by my eyes I ain't scared at all
Doing what I'm supposed to do when it's last call
You

end hated on by many men
And I need a G for a unit like I'm 50 Cent
Double up for the rent make it triple cop the bent
Nigga talking about he play wit

Cent talking back when
Nothing mattered
Wheres the weed wheres the booze
Nothing mattered
Just the steeze and the shoes
Nothing mattered
Now what we bout

blue coupe
Big rocks in the stone boy you know what we do
Remember them days when we ain't had no food
50 cent cake for just me and my crew
My mother

"take your clothes off!"

Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed

One

Ghostface Killah

Supreme Clientele

2000

"take your clothes off!"

Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed

some that purple (green blue)
100 cent high
Please don't go away (don't go)
I'm not good with goodbyes
Please don't hurt me, know you can
I see red in