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[01:38:00]爱，像带血蔷薇
[01:44:00]却，摄人的美
[01:50:00]我，想远走高飞
[01:56:00]也许，再爱一回
[02:26:00]On peut cent fois répéter, les erreurs du passé
[02:32:00]Vouloir

I’m feelin’ like a hero
Surrounded by the zeros, she knows, I’m checking out her G-stro
They never liked me coz I was effin’ with the thugs
50 Cent gave

go depend on somebody
Nobody holy pass
Your best friend fit turn ur enemy
I no be 50 cent
But many men still wishing death on me eh

Abere a nlo ko ná

Yea
Just touched down in your city
I'm 'bout to get litty
I might spend like fifty
Yea
These demons try'na get me
But I'm moving way too shifty
I'm

shot just one pinch
But getting shot bitch don't flinch
Not like 50 Cent they got Nine hits
But the killer Six feet deep ditch
Not like 50 tho they got

King of the Road

Jim Ed Brown

Country's Best on Record

1968

Trailers for sale or rent rooms to left fifty cents
No phones no pool no pets I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah but two hours of pushing brooms buys

hunxcho by my side
We was fired that night fighting Demons till me we die
I be you ain't heard about gang
We slide until we can't
You broke my heart for

a bag of Swedish Fish and a
Fistful of chocolate covered cherries
And a pack
Of Marlboro next for three dollars and ninety
Cents the bodega by the waffle

a hit
Came home did a hit again
Didnt make the news
But that shit hit citizen
I swear to god I been feelin like 50 cent
Loved by many but hated by many

Turn on my microphone you get Me

Hey ee

I drop the shirt and I wear knicker
I smoking Gas like a Cylinder
I grip the 50 like Vivica
Ride deadly

(yeah)
Yeah, don't make me hit you with that bow
Help, I've fallen, I can't get up
I live in dark, get rich or die tryin'
Like 50 Cent, minute man

Gimme couple good rhythms my spirit need to vent
Im chasing big dollars big brother gimme cents
Le chemin du roi on it like my name 50 cent
They told me i

to the center
To get the vending machines
Where he then he would be seen
Gettin' some mini m&m's and some mints
When he went and he spent 50 cent
That he sent

flint
Yeah I smoke and stay gone but I know where I been
And 50 cent song got me dodging many men
The d on my hate is David in the lions den
Plus I knew

I'm holding us up
50 Cent's in Da Club I'm throwing it up
I don't know nothing about your crew boy
When I'm in the club I get real boy so feel boy
I'm

counterfeit
He ain't really bout a bag, he tryna bag a bitch
Many men, ayy, want me dead, I feel like 50 cent
I remember back then, ayy, I didn't have a cent

I

rappers
50 Cent for a 2Pac
For the low price of half of how much a dollar really cost
Four for five chicken piece
Off the bone, lickin' grease
Salmonella

Lawry, you can tell, by the way I dress
I walk around, you see the strut, girl you look impressed
If you smile, I'll lay it down, you gone look a mess

Shticks of One and Half a Dozen of the Other

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [CD]

1988

weighs eighteen stone
(That's two hundreds fifty six pounds)
I don't mind her fat but,
It's not only that but,
She's cockeyed and muscle-bound, Molly

[Originally by 50 Cent]

No shorty, it's Beyonce,
We gonna' party like, it's ya birthday,
We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday
So put ya drink

a paciência curta
Igual uma música ruim
Do 50 Cent! Ele não tem
Eu vou curar todos os seus filhos com asma
E mesmo se eu morrer
Vocês vão presenciar o meu

try me
All they get is 50 cent franks and papayas
From the village to the telly
Time to kill it on your belly no question
Had more black chicks between

50 Cent ciara
I'm focused, man (DarkChild)
You should know this, man

Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me I handle my

these babes
They gotta stop crying, you know
(Dre, 50 Cent) with crying
And screaming babies sold out, bitch

These motherfuckers are making
Me