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Wrap Sumden

Nelly

Country Grammar

2000

see us floating by

Ayo this is no lie
Me and my niggas gettin' high
Yo if you look up in the sky
You might see us floating by

Ya I get high
You might

got we got Molly's and best shrooms
YOLO man we prolly gone be dead soon

I ain't never been a hater
Lift my weight I get my weight up
Hella weight boy

the rent
All the bills are still here
When the money is spent
Start axein these taxes
Or I'm a have to keep jackin'
I can't get no satisfaction
Without

hungry, too
So I gotta help them get some money, too
Glo Up Dinero Gang, niemand
Der uns nicht erkennt
Rich Gang, G Unit Germany, I'm 50 Cent
I do it for my

In these veins I'm running ice, I'm so nifty
I don't give 2 cents, I give 50
The bigs made way for me to be legendary
Don't even doubt it
We getting

Sideshow

Major Harris

My Way

1975

in line, get your tickets, I hope you will attend
It'll only cost you fifty cents to see
What life has done to those like you and me

See the man

Let Me In

Young Buck

Let Me In [CD #1]

2004

Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We

Glock R. Kelly
We gon' slide through your block, and leave your block messy
Ayy, KO'd off the juice, bitch, I'm Sprite Tyson
Are you finna get the money

Just fucked a cougar bitch when i spin the jag
Fuck the speed limit this sports car hit fifty fast
Four perks two x let me get some bag
I just be flexing

I'm trying to be easy
But every now and then I gotta put it in
Please believe me you get to looking at
Me strange, I'm prepared, jack
A buck fifty, keep

pull wit a 50 me and big keesie
I might remix it hit the yo and go and joe skeet it
And i got beef wit some niggas we are not even
I got sauce on these

old by old, I guess I got it through the zips
It's quick

We over here with zip drives and the flashes
Tryin' to get our shit high to the masses
Provide

Mama baby boy is a killa
Ain't it funny how them guns get
To pop for the scrilla?
Four bodies at nineteen, man
I love that little nigga
For five grand,

truck and that bitch disappear
With that 2500, I'm switchin' them gears
Fuck all that talkin', let's get down to business
You say you got money, that

stack it, stack it, stack it, stack it till you get free
If you ain't about your goals then don't bother me
Lately I been in the cut trying to lay low
I

aint make one cent 
So stop hating baby gone and get ya mind right
Boss up love 
Enough room in da limelight
cnd since i shine bright 
I ain't sittin wit

a zone with me
Hundreds they clone quickly
Bad boy no Diddy
Look how we winning 20's & 50's big ole tiddys
I want that nana I go & get it
She want that

are just so endless
Claim that I got an ego but I just made my G's breakfast
So if you gone gun it like 50 Cent crew
Lemme see if you gone run it like

bandz
Ice my neck up wit baguettes but ian never been to france
I got cents just like I'm fifty, I'm that nigga wit the plan
How this land of the free,

get I always feel alone 
So I put my heart in music just to show how much I've grown 
Ya 
Always heard how was money
Root of all evil 
But how else u

remember when all I had was 50 cent
They praying on my downfall, many men
All my life I had to fight and if a pig on my neck
The 4'5 knocking hairs off his

never seen you with no money
When you get some inform me
You can’t walk in these these costed a couple Jordan’s
I’m that nigga Nigga I got Ep with me
He

businessmen and examples that we can do it.  From Jay Z to Piddy, Rick Ross the Boss, 50 Cent is consistent man count the cost.  HairApp “Everything Hair” I

to go by
Was days where I only had 50 Cent you should know I
Ma get rich or die tryin', round here bullets be flyin'
Mommas be crying cause these baby's