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please come get me
On the rooftop star bound let me down gently
And I don't need your 2 cents
Making movies on the moon Stanley Kubrick
And we can hit

people is trifling
Yeah, you know I'm so lively
Get in the club, and they all with me
Got my crew, like the Big 50
In the prime, like I'm 50 Cent
You

with getting older
Summer school lunch fifty cent sodas
Quarter water juices chips and cold cuts
Memories remind me where I'm from while I'm headed where

tooly, I'm a spray
What you doin'? Where you at?
Choppin' up these beats, you know I am, you know I am
I got 50 bullets in my gun, not 50 cents
What you

"Hit them up", Tupac came with it
Eazy-E, Family Tree, still remain the same, nigga

Snoop, Bone, Eminem, Fifty Cent, Game, Kendrick
Uncle D.O.C.,

Acknowledge

Masta Ace

Underground Airplay Version 1.0

2001

that I catch and I throw back
And by the way, give 50 Cent his flow back
You that cat in the club that get hit with a bottle
Fuckin' with me? You better

and bread
And sugar, tea and lard

We work from weekend to weekend
And never lose a day
And when that awful payday comes
We draw our little pay

We then go

tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
'Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me

Heat

50 Cent

Get Rich or Die Tryin' [Bonus DVD]

2003

tear ya back up
God's on ya side? Shit, I'm aight with that
'Cause we gon' reload them clips and come right back
It's a fact, homie, you go against me

love her
Cause she told her ex that she got herself a new dick
Shoot me if I die then I'm really Tupac
Shoot me if I live then I'm really 50 cent
She

a dollar 50 cent
Believe in dreams
Believe in dreams
Spent a lil check
Told me I was next
Going off a jet
I don't even flex
Spent a lil change for the dream

Come back home the storms over
No stones to throw still tryna get one over
Park it that's not the way to go to get once over
Way to go you spend

)
They take it to trial
They reachin' a verdict, ain't nobody there to tell (come on, come here)
I went north all I did was think 'bout you 
When I go

that's gon be fun to me
Yeah I know we go way back
Cornrows n a Cadillac
50 cent juice n a snack pack
With the white tee n a snap back
Yeah yeah I wanted

killing it, you don't show them, uh-huh
When I'm with you, I feel like I'm 50 Cent
Yo, these texts are so heaven-sent
I had to turn off read receipts, I'm

Niggas out here doing anything for 50 cents

Like Curtis Jackson
They kickin' doors, they pistol packin
Sellin' drugs to make it happen
Niggas be 13 with

I'm Only coming back by popular demand
Spend a hundred and fifty I do that shit just cause I can
I ain't driving no rari I just been swerving in

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

feel it's green
Then I go suit up by myself
An handle business
Ion need a bunch of niggas Riding
I'm one deep on them missions
It ain't my fault you had

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

a rush
Like 50cent want payback from his shady loan like sheesh! (yeah, yeah, uh, what, what)
I didn't think I'm ready until I heard them say
They finna go

had me thinking 50 Tyson's the besy
Whoa whoa whoa, whoa whoa whoa
That purple kush had me walking in slow mo

Half of these motion detector cameras

know is that I go dumb

Send shots like I'm Cupid, I like me a cute bitch, come here let me rub on your bum
I'm doggy like Scooby, not feeling you

50 Cent and y'all ain't worth a fucking nickel
You know that the music slaps, please stop being fucking fickle
Always make a splash, y'all boys can't