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[50 Cent] Yeah, F-50 [Chorus - 50 Cent] As times go by, I twist a lot Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die You think I'm all poinry, cause
you Imma stick to death and beyond Cooking up in the studio ain't talking about no Filet Mignon Ain't got no cent but hold the 50/50 shots inside my
Underbelly born of 40 thieves In whorish harmony Hammering for the dark and heartless Harpy, shark and harlot argue breathing room Do not let the arson
cent to my name like 50 Been keeping busy tryna stack a billi Niggas talk a lot they ain't fucking with me New York City, my city litty If I can make it
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
I'm killin' shit Makin' hits Order 66 This is it Time is up I'm killin' many men No 50 cent But I'm wild I can't get no rest Up all night Don't get
Hey, lend me fifty cents for the pay phone. You remember me. I'm Joe Magarac. I think I can. I think I can. God damn it, yes, I can. And if you do, I
Yeah! Migo! XVL! Is you mad 'cuz we walk Around like the secret service? (Huuh?) We walk around wit' 'em out in public And we do it on purpose
options Scared of what I might find Scared to make the wrong move I just need the right sign Bet my last 50 cent I'd get rich or die trying I can see it in
the bankrolls Big steppa I'm clumsy Raised off 50 cent nutties I was a kid like Cudi Just tryna get cuddi Leave them pigs no evidence I done seen killers snitch
stand on your ten Everyone thuggin I guess it's a trend Niggas ain't gettin no money I stamp Niggas is bitches was born wit a cramp Niggas ain't gangsta
[50 Cent] G-Unit, they ain't ready [Chorus: 50 Cent] I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin' But you get outta
can't fuck with his last joint or the one before it And he was born to raise hell like them country boys And if I'm frontin' then you better come
rocks like a fifty cent piece from Terror's twenty Aimed at your Bentley son Number one when my shard be blast Mix with hash, made your heart beat fast
Fi-Di-Di-Di-Dan Get Em By The Hundred I Aint Talkin Bundles Eitha Love That Wite Girl, I Got Jungle Fever [Slick Pulla:] Ok, Its Blakanomiks Me N Fab Gon Skool Ya
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
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
back and forth with me, not adding up, like abacus Thought that I could be 50 Cent, but can’t get 'half a buck'// "do a nigga have, what it takes to be
to the wind trying to know down these pins He'll keep swinging from the hair above his chin Till he finds his soul in the fifty cent bin The price
grimey Sorta like Muhammad Ali put my faith in fighting If if I die trying let me leave my kids 50 cent You a pussy why cause he in ya clique and you
the road with 50 cent Kidd you still not rich? But I'mma serve these dimes 'til I pit that brick If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit? Nigga, roaches
the road with 50 cent Kidd you still not rich? But I'mma serve these dimes 'til I hit that brick If my life was a disc I'd skip that shit? Nigga, roaches
pounds I ain't from a softy town Niggas'll break your bones, crack your faith Call the doctor, let him put it back in place Ha ha ha, 50 Cent yeah what
Clap for 'em, clap for 'em, clap for 'em Hey I seen Mase do it, I seen Ye do it X came through, caught lighter fluid Still I came through it, clap
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