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pressed for pussy
Got clout these bitches let u tap (Tap tap)
Get rich or die trying Fifty cent that’s what I’m facing (Yuh)
Retro Air Jordan Six nigga

hats kick
New rap shit Luniq spittin' new classics
Like I'm Curtis 50 Cent Jackson
Hear this Persian on this beat snappin'
Lu blazin' the way out here in

Shottas that are moving large weight
With no Instagram or songs on GRM
Moving like 50 cent cause they got many men
Wishing death pon gotta be clever in

Congrats ain't got to mention
No kid or baby shower
Stack this corn
To the Eiffel tower
Move round here
But y'all moving sour
Squeeze the trigger
Take you

need them dollar cents
Momma told me, use yo head boy, you need that common sense
Niggas on that Common shit, we on that 50 Whip Ya Head Boy
For every

move like a gangsta
No 50 cent I can't fuck wit no wanksta
Play wit her feelings she call me a prankster
I'm a bodmon
Way I be cooking shit up like a don

I'm talking back when it was shades with no lenses
We went off first for them loosies
Paid fifty cent for them bitches
I'm tripping dog
But you had

others feel it
Yeah you spoke a lot of threats
But I bet you won't send it
For only 50 cents I'll have your ass vended
I'm a machine, lately I been having

We been tryna hit a head
Can't find him, go get his mans (get his man)
I'm Doe Boy in that mini-van
50 Cent, many men (oh, really?)
I pull up

Stone cold with my
Riding round with my
Poured up with my
Geeking on the 

Stone cold with my
Stuntin' yea
Riding round with my
Shotty yea
Poured up

shoot you up with lead til you OD
This is not a wave this the whole sea
I feel like 50 cent back in '03
Bitch I’m Kobe
Hold these
Nuts nigga
Letter to my

tubbie im at da loft on da top floor u know im wit da gang dem my vatos dey gone go wherever i go and dey down to knock meat out ya taco we push up 50 deep

With a semi and it's stolen
If he movin' iffy
Guys will pick 'em up and throw 'em
Got me drummin' whole like fifty
Here you could get all 'em

Hopped

the same, it's not the same)
It's not the same
It's not the same (too sexy)
It's not the same

Shit's different 'round here
Trust me you wouldn't want

Fifty cent, she trying to cook an ass pact with me, first off change your aspect, brain's
How can you expect me to accept, the disrespect, already

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

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

a millionaire
Then move from millions I'll be a billionaire
Everything is possible I believe in impossible
Would you tell 50 cent is coming from the street
Would

me right up close, you're like (Oh Em)
And where is D12 at, they like (We over here)
And where the fuck we going, we're like (No where)

[Verse 2 -

'round with me at twelve, by three he was found
Two, two, three take a tree down, we smoke a tree down
Let your bitch catch my kids, yeah, that's

Boom, boom, boom, boom
Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm
(Haha, thisbeat hard)
Ayy, bitch, I'm out here thuggin' bad
Got belt to ass like I'm your dad
Go put a 50

Living This Life

UGK

Underground Kingz

2007

a jail cell
Die young, oh well (well) I had a good life (life)
They rappin 'bout it but I'm out here payin' the price

Lord, it's so hard, living this

I had to do it to them
Daviniti

When I come around they turn around
O Lord they spellbound, they mesmerized by the sound 
Through twelve rounds no

What's Hardcore?

K'NAAN

The Dusty Foot Philosopher

2006

boats, headed for peace,
Is anyone scared of death here' Not in the least,
I walk by the old lady selling coconuts under the tree,
Life is cheap here