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We don't bet no lil shit We bet big bag
Ain't no internet shit Really into dat
Come gamble with us get a big bag
Roll da dice You can get fifty cent
fifty-cent lovin' round here
round here [x5]
fifty-cent lovin round here
You can tell me that you're sorry til you face turns blue
Oughta go out with your
and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm
before (Wooh)
Everywhere I'm at, everywhere I go (Come on)
I stay surrounded by hoes (Uh, uh)
Even when I'm tryna be on the low (yeah)
I'm recognized by
to polices
Come and take my advice, nigga, dump that
This is serious, these rap niggas
I'm just havin fun with it
50 Cent, nigga, Bump Dat
Just havin fun with
clip
Who you know could fly by '05 then '06
When they see that new V the dope boys go crazy
Yeah, You know I still fuck with State P
Still fuck with
and let'em go in the wind
Bullets fly by cha cha blow in the wind
One afta' another and another
How they come slippin' out the clips
See 'em flip and hm
[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
Thats why
It's alright go out take a break come back
So hot you can't deny it its your boy 50
This one right here is for
The haters for real i want you
Curtis, I got fifty cent on me
Fresh than a bitch with a blick on me, I told her
Come spit on it, sit on it
She know I ain't got no big homie
I got it
and never come back if I could
[Chorus (50 Cent & The Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go
this music
I love my fans (I love my fans)
I don't read the Bible, big books in my pants (big books in my pants)
And I got power, no fifty cents in my
around the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
[50]
It's 50 dent & S-N-double O-P
You don't want no snoop & you don't want it wit me
[Chorus (50 cent)]
Every time I come around they like
Wommer!
ARTHUR: Go and tell your master that we have been charged by God
with a sacred quest. If he will give us food and shelter for
the night he can
lika gatherin
So dont be playn with me
Uan got no sense (cents)
Uan tough you jus playn fifty
Nigga im the one
Fuck a two
Understand nigga
Gon
Well easy
Well ya done know so we make it on a cheesy
Sean-a-peesy, the girls are over breezy
Longside the 50 Cent, yo
Now some bwoy like dem take
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour
[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've
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
liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)
(50 Cent)
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out
G Unit solider
(gun cocks)
Ride out
(Tony Yayo)
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