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pack for free
Told em' playas ain't played with
So bitch don't play with me
Protected by this N-I-N-E Glock
Feel like shawty pimp
This one for them

Champion

Nas

Pink Friday: Roman Reloaded

2012

they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they

n black on its on!

Wassup? This the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk
Ya niggas got me all fucked up
I'm finna

niggas librarian quick
And put them thangs on the
Boat like Nigerian kids
I'ma black mac, hoodie up
I ain't do it for the look until I
Got the Ramada

knows, goddamn she knows
How to play the game, put them all to shame
Red or blue pill, it's all the same, might be high as hell but she does her thang

knows, got damn she knows
How to play the game, put them all to shame
Red or blue pill, it's all the same, might be high as hell but she does her thang

dope
You fin' to lose when dope
Fiends cut ya fuckin throat
You see my shit is legit, so it's on
Cut a fifty cent slab
And tell that bitch to get gone

or a man?
I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again
by the M-U-R-E-D-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,
totes guns an' blades. An' these

We Got U Opin, Pt. 2

Rampage

The Imperial Album

1998

I be the worst like nick
To all them m.c. thugs
Like them four little kids
And the teacher gettin' plugged
I don't give a fuck style
Tell me

of Floyd done put that fear into many men
Many men
Fifty Cent Many Men
I'm not a fan can't pretend
Shit get crazy where my baby
Rock my baby FN
Shorty mad

For Real

Scarface

The Untouchable [Screwed]

1997

thangs
And stepped on don't go runnin my clique cause it's a old game
And all I ever wanted was some hundred stacks
I went from slangin' o-z's to movin'

of yac
Ima always give back to the blacks
Ima always give Africans dap
Now back to that thang that claps
What a performance at that
It’s so enormous

quick
You don't want them boys at your crib
About six
Ready to let out a clip
Like "Rap about this"
My crew is like your audience
We clap about shit
We

if I was broke or if I was filthy rich
Trynna make a dollar out of fifty cent
Might run up stupid numbers but I got plenty since
Keep that chopper like

50 Cent West Coast Interview Clip
The fuck you thought?
I was one of them? Yeah
Imma tell you like 50 told me in 03
I don't know what you done heard

many drugs
Too many backwoods
I done bust a lung
My niggas on hunting season
And you daffy duck
50 cent with this shit
It's a massacre
Get yo bitch in

One yourself and two - run up with three gats
A 4-5, or six shot seven let eight clap
The nine milli throw ten shots
Where your face at
And the mac

they body ain't nothin but a scheme
Can't knock y'all hustle we all out for 1 thing
Ferg and Fame doin big thangs
We them big dawgs, tell em Fame
Listen

And I'm really gone
Been telling them to leave me lone
Been thinking about how they did me wrong
How they did me wrong
Yea
It won't too long ago when

over 50 cent get the strap
Rental cars from Silver Boys, we pullin up in black

Life's a gamble, no fish table, we high stacks
You niggas fake, I know

cause I ain't coppin' out (nope)
And I f**k wit b-boys who bring them choppers out (yuppp)
One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers out

cheese
Ready I come from the hood
Really get it out the mud
Niggas hatin cause I'm up
Niggas on stand by
Have them niggas rough em up
Fuck they really

What You Know About It

Petey Pablo

Still Writing in My Diary: 2nd Entry [Clean]

2004

never could've told it
And I don't blame 50 Cent dawg turned the game around
The same thang I'm bou tto do now put this in ya mouth

[Chorus]

in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I