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to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
want beef, then fine you got it
Topic of discussion mother fucker, that's all I wanted
Because my rhymes are lethal like a fire beneath you
I'll decide
on my wrist
Gelato smoke it up
I'm chiefing hella big
If she gon bruk it up
I might just grant her wish
2 cups (drank) put it out
Smoking gas by
half fixed all the time
And your Gucci boots the same color as mine
If you read between the lines you can see that I want you
I betcha I have you
Woo
Yeah
G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)
Haha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts
Woo
Yeah
G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)
Haha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts
get you a car
If you don't got no skills, I get your some more
My nigga we don't cut it, we serve it raw
Got anythin you want, play us awful hard
[50
thought I never would fail
Giving two cents, I don't need that from you
Like Michael Jackson, just beat it, like move
Get out the way and breathe in like
advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas
I'm just havin fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat
My son ask "Daddy why carry a gun
You ain't
of them will quit it
Potential is intelligent
And it's me you wanna rob
Hey, half cent hookers trynna act like snobs
Get a job
You want a damn hood? No,
hand (no fifty cents in my hand)
I don't fuck with cowards, I'm a real man (I'm a real man)
If I die, just take me to the kin', Tamela Mann (Tamela
'bout
And I wanna know if I can change it, let's take you out
Private flight to France, such a change in trends
I bought her a Richard, now she dance
DJ Whoo Kid:Yea (?) Lloyd Banks 50 Cent G-Unit Here We Go you should be here wit me bitch, you should come and make me rich, girl you know girl you
just to get by (yeah)
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high
(Kids, sing, kids, sing)
We wasn't supposed to make it past twenty-five
Joke's on you, we
before
It wasn't like this before
50 Cent, I'm makin hit's now
Don't try an act like you ain't heard
I'm the shit now some bitches changed
'cause they
will it stop
Jay and Dame ain't speaking
Game and 50 Cent beefing
Then Cease got Lil' Kim knocked
I'm hearing all this from the jail
While I'm
the Edelsons lawn for a dollar
fifty and had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from
Marsha. There was nothing but a circular from
of paper signed and left with a fifteen cent tip that Marsha had
Gotten out of her mother's small beige pocketbook in the den. "What do you
Think it is?"
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
50 Cent Lloyd Banks!
Nobody get hurt if nobody don't move
Just give it up smooth (G-UNIT')
Motherfucker you move I'll flash my tool
And blast my
of OG. Yeah, I go berserk. That's three fifty, twelve hundred, or fifty. For what it's worth. Yo, for what it's worth you want a quarter ounce. Ninety nine
about some shit he can't talk 'bout
Pull 'em to the side and kick it if you tryna help
Don't do it in no interview where he can indict himself
Safaree
to the neck no cap (no cap)
Now that I’m up in this game, issa wrap (issa wrap)
Bounce for me now, lemme see you make it clap (make it clap)
On my 50 Cent shit
wishing death on me but bitch I am not 50 cent
Many men think I'm spinning on em' like a ceiling fan
Paranoid, how the fuck you know I'm not gon' air it boy
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