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I got Gucci vision, double G's, I double everythin'
I got money goin' out and poppin' on some other things
I'ma keep investin' every cent of what I

The Abduction

Wu-Tang Clan

The Piece Maker

2000

make it a record, get down yo)

I take why'all niggas straight, +Beneath the Surface+
to the core, if it ain't raw its worthless
Pentab professional,

livin' extravagant
Probably the realest she wanna get with me, uh
I do what I want to, ran up a big bag, just how I'm supposed to
So much dope and money

got my mind on the money
Wish I had money on my bank
Get rich or die trying
We do just like 50 cent
This niggas talking bout bitches
Sinceramente que

fifteen cent used to get us before we had to make a dollar out it
From quarter grenade juices to pocket rockets
Only way to master them p's, was to be bout

behind the wheel (Woah)
One thing about it, I'ma get money long as I live (Woo)
I can't stop at that red light, I can't keep going, I don't yield
I

A Brick Of Raw
Remix The Work W| Fentanyl

Don’t Tell Nobody Bout What Ya Saw
See I Got Plugs Out In Wichita
He Send The Load, That Shit Get Sold
Got Perky,

a glove
I got love for the one to be tuned in
Didn't get two cent it was too thin
Two tied up into a tube bin
Threw two for the one to just move in
Too real

sexy and they shaking titties and booting meat
I got power like 50 cent
I ain't switching my gang, so it ain't no recruiting me
In the streets, I be

yeah[00:39.17]I don't never trust a bank, yeah[00:41.02]Get the money like a bank[00:42.67]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah[00:44.24]And I go by Savage[00:45.68]Yeah,

Tormented

Tech N9ne

Anghellic

2001

fuckin pockets swoll up
God forgive me but the heavens got to hold up
Get it quickly
Is you wit me?
This is sho nuff
Don't be bitchy
5-1-50
Hit the dough

Machine
My money

I roll by
All of these jokers inside
How are y'all coo wit y'all coo
When them packets and numbers don't move
I run what i know what a get

first STG we dripy im original cant remix me ima put mama in a bentley i be fukn up the city my bitches jus like my weed they come hella pretty ima get

proud of me
Want my guys to get loud with me
Couldn't picture how it'd be
Life Of The Party, 50 Cent, I'm in the club
The lengest tings show me love
These

Like to present
A phony baloney who was trying
To kill me for fifty cents
But soon noticed a dent where
He inhaled to his extent

Stupid bitch

Keep me

the automatic
Paper towels in the public restrooms
But that's me I guess
So I been low riding while bumping 50
50 times a day &
Spending 50 cents on a bummy drink

In any time of the year
All the way to 50 Cent and Banks
I ain't born today better check yourself
Everytime you speak a Asshole's name
And if the click

Tristen by my side
Ain't got to say what he gon' do
I spend a bag
I get it back
I spent a bag up on these shoes
I'm on the block
I keep my tool
You know

bout a cent 
You can burn all the money and I still be rich 
Nigga I be rich 
Nigga I be rich 
Nigga I be rich 
You can burn all the money and I still be

blessings
I ain't got fifty cents for the bitch
I don't ask her twenty-one questions
My nigga's flip yayo
I just put the bucks in the bank
Keep it G with

ah preach
(Glory!)

Kilo ko mi
I'm getting money
Big money
So what's funny?
Who be this kid?
Pour the Whiskey
Get tipsy
But odikwa risky

Hey pass that nigga, we gettin' high
Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man
50 can't even smoke this motherfucker
(ah haha, haha)

I can't

price get this low
See I cop em' in Atlanta bring em' back to Alabama Avenue
And tell them niggas "come and get it let's go"
Fifty in the Mac take em'

they fifty K in the lose right now, yeah
Nigga, play me, nigga, play me 'til the day I get to save me
I'm watchin' mad face and y'all niggas is movin'