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Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like

day (woo)
And my Ruth's Chris was Chick-fil-a (baow), and a fifty cent cake (woo)
Now it's Mastro's for the steak (Mastro's for the steak)
Yeah, I

that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)

G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me

I had 50 cents
Onna bag of chips
Had to spend the shit
I'm legit
I get money quick
We buy everything
Everybody want a couple cents when I'm coming in

Let Me Be The 1

Mary J. Blige

Love & Life

2003

(Mary)
M-J, 50 Cent, G-Unit
This is simple
I feel you understand
Another man
Can't quite
Love you girl (yeah a little louder) like I can
Your

change nigga, cent by cent
Then learn that your license plate done homeboy switched your whip
It's true holmes
Them boys may be tapping your Boost phone,

me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris

love me, and you touch me (I love you, and I touch you)
Every day I know you’re by my side
I see you, and I feel you
Every day I’m filled with pride
So

this earth
Played with skirts, always alert
Shirt me if you want to shirt me, I conserve
Energy that's been burnt
Take your turn, I earn, dollar by

with no dad

Feastin' studio is all I had
I'ma get rich or die tryin
For 50 cent, I'll sling the iron
In middle school, I was still a neck pack

You try

And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her

it to see twenty-five that's OG status
I was told you could be anything, just don't be average
Down bad, flat pockets, that shit made me a savage

that mufuckin gen
Bitch I really killed the pigs, I caught him by his chinny chin
Bitch I feel like 50 cent, because I killin' many men
Boy ain't even

nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you

(yeah), don't call me Kim, ho (the fuck?)
Got good pussy, have him bustin' out my window (good pussy)
Feel like 50 Cent (why?), 'cause I got many men, ho

Position of Power

50 Cent

The Massacre [Clean]

2005

this is
It's 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit
Aw nigga don't trip

I come through your hood, stunting in my yellow Lam'
Murcielago, top down, nigga damn
I'm

Hot 97 blazing hip hop and R&B you now
Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo

It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I'm

give her more than 50 cent
Asked her body count she said many many many men
Different flavors, different colors like some M&M's
Nigga fuck yo battle rap,

Cant do the fake shit
Not even with the family
Cross me once
I'ma cross you off
If you touch my niece
Let them hammers go off
Got bullet by the boxes

reach me by my number (yeah)
Didn't let him fuck, he ate my ass, what a bummer (yeah)

Bitch, I'm Big Carbon (yeah), run through his wallet (yeah)
If

No Dejemos Que Se Apague

50 Cent

Los Vaqueros: El Regreso

2011

don't want anything to stop no shawty you just too hot
For me me me baby by by by ooh
Girl your not the same, your in love with t-pain
And I cant play

the gas on me she just wanna pop a bean
Ran it up all week seeing these numbers by the threes yeah
I make it beep like a touch tone
Give me them g's trynna

to hear some grown folks music, I'm not knocking hip-hop, it's cool
		It's just that in our case there's a time and place for 50 cent and Ja-Rule

Verse  :

can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep

I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it