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Not 50cent but
We got star power
This a g unit
Keep stick wit some fire power
Dont make me use it
Never ever been scared of the smoke
Im an abuser
Im

on the same page
Don't love no hoe just like Sasuke
Like 50 cent get rich or die trying
Beat niggas up just like myke Tyson
Independent no I ain't never signing

dead, get rich or die trying how I feel like 50 cent
Shout out to all my Hawaiians still struggling, on that lonely island
Turned up on that dumb shit,

want no smoke
No, y'all niggas don't put no hours, but
I know I got that power
No Kanye West No 50 cent
I swear she got that power
No bulletproof gun

(50 Cent Motivation Speaking) 

He used to play with Hot Wheels, Now he riding hot wheels/
Kind of guy a cop kills since he bust his clip at pigs

the found you twitching/
Start to tripping, once they found out that ya fucking heart was missing;
Nickels into dimes, five times, like im 50 cent/
Hell bent,

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

out

It ain't tricking if you got it, give a hand out
If you a fan, I better see them hands now
Not CB, 50 cent, but I'm the man now
Trucks, yes, you

cents
Treat you like dead, gunned down by many men
Comin off a hiatus
Been watching movies, playing ball and I'm staying hydrated
Even I'm my biggest fan,

losing it
Feel like 50 Cent, Hated by many men
Up in the club Shawty know what's up
I got a drip, Juice, she feeling the sauce
She can never switch sides

get rich, yeah, really rich Bitch, I came from 50 cent, life's a bitch
Can't split the rent, I can't stress off little shit
I'm focused on bigger shit,

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

got a fat dime, call her 50 cent
Pretty face, but the waist measured by fitting fence
I got a silly sense, sorry just getting lit
whores do love Harley

as fuck)
Guess I'm Louis cause I'm hotter than that, I'm in the ghost
Y'all goin' ghost on your motherfuckin' homies
Down bad, that's the two cents I got

on jerkin’
His fifty cents from every buck

They say that when it pours it’s rainin’
An’ it’s so hard to stay ahead
I s’pose there ain’t much use complainin’

they don't come with no benefits

So I give them nice shots like they 50 cent
Now you see why I fuck with many men
And I keep plenty of them
How could

Ey ich bin zwar Killer
Aber lange noch kein Mörder
Drive-by vom Bike im vierten Gang
Deine Gang hinterher ich halt nicht an
Deine Mom kommt zu mir
Sie

got the nine like fifty cent
You use the wrong tone you get stomped out by many men
Always ready to brawl Controlled Chaos is raw
All I do is spit facts

Veskoppies emahlanyeni sweet no Mkatakata Freedom of expression, this is a lyrical Inkatha Bakakati got chicks bashaya iPhatha-Phatha Ngiwu 50 Cents in this

Miami nights 
Bad little B come here Why


Bro said Mally you good I said i'm sweet need my pockets on fat fat grande grande 
Never Petite I'm 50 cent in

damn

C.WeBMaTiC
Baby she be buzzin’ and she actin’ like a Nat
Always on a N**** back, cuz’ da’ way a N**** act
If a N**** talk his shit, 50 Cent “Get

skies

Suicidal thoughts in my mind
Since the tender age of nine
Live a life of crime
Karma gonna come back in time
Fifty cent told me you know what
Get

czas,
Fuck them opps, double guap, calm as buddha
Ciężko pracuje, by mieć legacy jak Weezy Baby,
Za Twoją zwrotę mogę dać Ci tylko 50 baby,
I tak

By yo homie
Gotta keep the grass low
Watch out for the snakes
Know we
Boutta blow
Just uping up the stakes
If its
Me and bro
Splitting 50 cent cakes