Lyrics:
Hello, hello
Today we'll be doing a reading of
The Gift of the Magi, which was published by O. Henry
In the December of 1905
The Gift of the Magi
than 30 million albums 50 Cent's
Highly successful catalog
Including Get Rich or Die
Tryin', The Massacre
Curtis and Before I Self Destruct
Will continue
I gotta die, I'd rather homicide
I ain't have 50 Cent when my grandmama died
Now I'm goin' back to Cali with my Jacob on
See how time fly?
Hate
a hundred, you a dub (nothin')
Lookin' for me, I'm booked up (where you at?)
50 Cent, I'm in the club (hey)
Diamonds on my earlobe, ice on dyke (huh?)
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
crads, sent her rap message through a bottle
Lines from Dolomite, few tips from Goin's
Birthday, gave her two fifty-cent coins
Puppy love, gorgeous
and a quarter
Just rarin' to clown
But don't let nobody play me cheap
I got fifty cents more that I'm gonna keep, so
Let the good times roll, let the good
Money long, I'm fly, bro
Givin' all these hoes options
She don't fuck me, she fuckin' my bro
I be higher than the Eiffel
I fuck her good, make her
chance
Just like a sniper
Yeah this life will pass by ya
Then you die a fire that went out 'fore it could go aspire
To be higher than the highest of skies
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
the good die young do the bad die old? (Let me know)
I'm just trying to carry my load another good nigga livin' by the bad guy code
Lookin' for the Lord
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Niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it
less if time flies by
Eighteen 'til I die gonna be eighteen 'til I die
Ya it sure feels good to be alive
Someday I'll be eighteen goin' on fifty
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
Bitch niggaz do bitch thangs
Look at 50 what he does
the start you
A hoe and now I know the only people record
Conversations is 5-0 so nigga die
Slow, see here ya go
While you gotta chance let a real
Nigga put
Ambition is
Your best work since Massacre
Really good job with that thanks for being 50
A: I don't know why people keep
Talking about this i was
Busy
PG pirates get the win
Can't forget the times Living in the creek As a kid
Candy lady selling ice cream cones for fifty cent
We use to steal penny
and a quarter
Just rarin' to clown
But don't let nobody play me cheap
I got fifty cents more that i'm gonna keep, so
Let the good times roll, let the good
Seein' dope fiends livin' off can goods
15 niggas on the corner
And niggas die young in California
5-0 'll get a dope case and flaunt it
Have your ass
until we satisfied
Feels good to see one of
Them niggas' homies die
They take one, we take a few
This war shit ain't gon' never end
What the fuck is
turned her round, and then I fucked her gave her 50 cents
Fuck her from the back,all she wanted was some hot chips
Hope you know by now I'm Young reckless
Feels good
Oh my, I'm gonna die, send my soul to the by and by
Hot little angel's gonna watch me fly
Oh my, I'm gonna die, send my soul to the by
roll,
I don't care if you're young or old,
You oughtta get together and let the good times roll-a
Don't sit there mumbling
Talkin' trash
If you
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