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my rhymes 

I'm feeling it, Killing it, breaking it 
Like niggz are breaking up like 50cent and Lloyd Bank
A lot of money now in the bank too
Chilling

swear she nicer than her face is
Nigga like me ain't got no time for Talkin
So what that mouf do besides try to be my best friend
In the morning I’ma hit

brudda, my brudda, my brudda
You ain't never had to go half on 50 cent cakes
He ain't never slept in the same bed from head to toe but opposite ways
Now I

wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's a real nigga for ya

(2x)
We the realest nigga
50 Cent and B.I.G. my nigga

Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna slang in the rain, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna save for the Range, ain't cha?
Hmm, you

Hmm, you tryna get some hood fame, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna slang in the rain, ain't cha?
Hmm, you tryna save for the Range, ain't cha?
Hmm, you

The Boss

Rick Ross

Trilla [Clean]

2008

a Chevy wit a fo'-fifty-fo' in the hood
That bitch got 125 on the dash (She like it gangsta cause...)
(I'm the biggest boss that you seen thus far)
(I'm

lick shit
Air it out extended clip get your shit hit
Dope bowl stirring coke extra whip whip
50 Cent, i'm a die trying to get rich
I got steppers in

Clarkes Crossing raised - steady sellin Lemonade
50 cents a cup plus cookies from the Kitchen-Aid
Swimmin like Mixhael in the cash flowin by us

over now, you better kill me
Yeah I been selling dope to feed my babies
Feel me ain't no way in hell that
I'm a do this yearly so I'm a start it off
By

in the hood
Everything is like a war so my soldiers ... protecting the hood
And we getting the green like we should

We drift deeper, life goes on,
we

50 cent get the strap cuz my backwood full of that power 
On my way to my first shoot out me and Michigan was in that Pontiac bumping twin towers 
Ever

Rolex (we're trappin')
Don't come to the hood with your skeleton
With no Remington, you gon' end up boneless
Produce my flick knife and get some

end hated on by many men
And I need a G for a unit like I'm 50 Cent
Double up for the rent make it triple cop the bent
Nigga talking about he play wit

and 50 cents i am so famous I'm doing
A collab with 50 cent
50th century is his name so with that I went
Oh shit he's upper class I
Bet he pays his rent

50 Cent uh lloyd Banks uh (yeah)
Young Buck uh (uhu) game nigga, G-Unit
It's easy man it's easy man

Ayo, I switch my hustle, no more dice games

doot doot doo
Speedholes in ya hood
Transparent everyone can see through you
Throw hands like Chuchu
Toriyama bars still Dr. Slump you
Fifty Cal no two

Loyalty

D12

D12 World

2004

again and that's curtains
For life as D12, no ice and Spreewells
Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will
Knowing I can be killed
Leaving my

Prices on My Head

Young Buck

Straight Outta Ca$hville [Clean]

2004

Signin With 50 Cent
Them Same Niggas Wouldn't Offer To Give Me Shit
Niggas Hate You When You Rich, But Love When You Broke
I Never Knew I Had So Many

G'D Up

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

Niggas talking in the hood we'll handle his another day,
In November you make my shit, you should be dead, 
If you can catch a Christmas, I'll send you

A party 
Full of honest black scholars
Who want to see their people prosper 
Who are not about the dollar
‘Cause they sharing 50 cent
Who are out here

Beg for Mercy

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm getting yo ass

[50 Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit

I got fifty shots no 50 cents
You know I'm fifty
Ion know why ops be mad, they irrelevant
I got too many Glocks, I'ma specialist
Why them niggas be

I'm in the type of whip cant see behind the tint. Ride through the city and I feel 
              Like 50 cent. 
             Tricking niggas steady