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the Draco, in the A-R, that's a pistol kit
I don't give no fuck about nobody, we gon' get him hit
Many men tried to get me, feeling like I'm 50 Cent
But I'm in

Gang shit we ain't tryna exchange shit
Get some sloppy toppy from my main bitch
If it wasn't for me if it wasn't for me You'd be in the hood you'd be

be me in the ground
But I guess that two's company, three is a crowd
So it looks like I'll be here until the bitter end
But I feel like 50 Cent, cos

Wolf in a sheep skin
Far from innocent, nigga this ain't all pretend
Back when I didn't have 50 cents in my pocket, I was still bumping many men

got the guns in the bag
Smoke my boy like a pack
Where my lungs, where they at
Sometimes I cap in my tracks
Sometimes I cap about facts
You're gonna get

they mentions rent free
If I get involved, these Jittas gone need em a Herb Dean 
Count ten

Back then, I used to give my two cents
But Now I'm just

Midwest Choppers

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

you 
Partner you gussin'
Get up outta the way when techa nina be bustin
Gotta give it up I'm a veteran like Edison imma light it up and get in ya

I told him, chill, he grab his mask
I know that he don't give no fuck

Catch that boy, he by himself
He outta bounds, he outta luck
Yeah, all my opps,

unsigned hype
When we was down bad
Wasn't nobody in sight
They was too busy throwing shade
And calling it "advice"
Well bitch
Ion need ya two cents anyway

5
Nigga I'm just trynna get on Forbes list
Cos if it don't buy no robux for my only child then your 2 cent worthless
Opinions never made no purchase

trynna get on Forbes list
Cos if it don't buy no robux for my only child then your 2 cent worthless
Opinions never made no purchase
Go on put it back in

time
Get your's cause I gotz mine, Welcome! 

Chorus:

Welcome to the wild, Wild West
You make it in these streets my brutha
Then ya blessed
Cause it's

Wanna get to know ya know ya
Know ya know ya babe
All the things
I could show ya show ya
Show ya babe
Wanna get to know you know you
Know you know

invented it (she know I invented it)
I'm hated by many men (I'm hated by many men)
I think that I'm 50 Cent

Yeah, I'm vibin', yeah (open up that

I don't drive, the valet gon' park it for me
Boy you broke, do not get to talking to me
All my brothers they riding
They sparking for me 1017, by

throwin' them hissyfits 
they make us start, but they ain't makin' out like ya' 
boy and his kissy bitch 
Till they get taken out like ya like ya boy does

I just hit the booth[00:24.10]Say fame divide ya crew, sometimes this chain feel like a noose[00:28.17]Close range he like to hoop, pop out walk up

that shit
Now you wanna be a gangsta rapper, boy, you get the dick
The Drunken Dragon, coming at you
And if I hear you say Brooklyn Zu, I say, "Yo,

never him
50 cent many men a let you drown
When you try and swim that was Never him
I was dead broke now im stacking up My chips again
In the hood dirty

made a bag pop up outta fifty cent
Had the small bag then I figured how to flip the shit
Got me on my gymnast shit
Got me on my business shit
Talking

lives 
Till they pensioned 
Paying taxes to they masters
But don't pay attention
Only give a few days to try to get a trip in 
Give a 50 cent raise like

don't tell me
Nobody can see
Don't give me a key
Ye ye
Me and oneshot make you away
Like snoop and dr dre
50 cents the real gangsta
2pac the betta
Best

temporary can't be broke and boo'd up
Game fucked like these niggas tossed the rule book
Had a down bitch like ja rule but
She ain't 50cent to get a nigga two

'em watching like we Bmf no that's after power
I was broke with only 50 cent now I'm after power
Stacking up we can't give a dime unless they matching