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just like 50, I'm not talking cent
I mean my pops that's Bill, in the M your a kill, talking lyrically nigga yk the deal
I see dead nigga's lyrical he

by violence

Never let it affect my conscious 

God was watching

Like it's watching now as I prepare this 50 cal

To blow you away make no mistake I

a dummy check, like run me that
Ion do man bags, put 50 on a moneypak
You walkin, tellin high school stories of being a running back

And I ain't tryin

wish death on me, I feel like "50 Cent"
She a gold digger, that pussy a metal detector
Yeah, the shit I got on cost about, fifty yen
That's the thousand,

boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by

gravy But it's all gravy
Yea it's all good
All these dogs like dogwood like dogwood
Bitch I'm from the bur on bellaire street, Nigga fuck yo hood fuck

So why'd you burden me dog? (Why?)
Questioning my purpose like "fuck" (Questionin' my purpose)
So why'd you burden me dog? Guess I'm the person you

Too many boys brag about their rentals
Swear my dogs ain't types to sign with the devil
These leases feel like some leashes pulled pero
They still be

like im 50 cent
Its BRIGGY
Yo-yo what you telling me
We got green in bags celery
Star dog loud hit my lungs heavily
But I'm tryna get burst ima need

50
Man, I hustle like Nip in the Rolling 60s
I was born in the 70's, grew up in the 80's
Got the MAC-90, then I went crazy
Do the mathematics, y'all

dog again acting Hollywood again 
I just fucked Her and Her friend i was the man back then 
Cant get fifty cents from the bitch 
misfire with no hits

this life we live
When I use to watch my dogs fight just like Michael Vick

Yeah you don't know me homie but I ain't tryna dance in this bitch
Ain't by

astounding
Imma turn this fifty cent to fifty thousand
I could turn a couple bricks into a mountain

Bitch
Bitch, I do it for my dawgs like Fido
Half a shade

stars made by cinnamon
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm hated, yes, by many men
She look me dead up in my eyes, baby, do you love
Him, or me (or me)
Not one

to move
Make shit happen don't act like it's smooth
A million dollar play
With a two cent ending
Talk about change
But where y'all spending
Cause I ain't

Living This Life

UGK

Underground Kingz

2007

Societies of America, knahmtalkinbout?
Everythang ain't what it look like, man
And don't judge every book by it's cover, ya dig?
Hold up

if I could wear my flea collar
You're looser than my poop after eating Honeydew
Only 50 Cent's been plugged more than you 

And yet you're too old for

Man Dad (records)
I'm afraid, y'all going mad (vic mensa)
Stinky feet gon' be all you have (disgusting)
Your impact muffled like the verse by Nav

played this
50 cent up on my dresser
Go get a loosie
I know you mad so let's get a groupie
Rubbing off you, girl you rubbing off me
I need a drink when I'm

on my first bomb like 50 states
I got 50 rounds to split yo motherfucking grape
I hope you don't think you could get away
because I ain't gon let you get

don't wanna be neglected every second of the day
I'm no canine to be treated like I'm worth 50 Cent
Even a dog has its day and I got it all the way
You

grew up out east
Junkies they play with they nose
Now Versace my toes
Feelin I'm right when they say I'm wrong
Feel like that I'm Capone
big dog when I'm

plated
Niggas owe me I'm aggravated when you making a payment
I need every cent don't stay wit mama paying full rent
Saying shit like it got spent can get

we submit
Won't allow it
Gave my two Cents
And even if I knew fifty I'd still be lacking the power
Ghost, gone, vanished, non-existent
But back