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How We Mobb

Master P

The Shocker

1996

nigga
From down south to the muthafuckin' hills
Y'all niggas better recognize
Y'all better fuckin' recognize

I'm tru to da game, Masta P'll be da name

chain I'm in this ho lookin' like 50 Cent (I'm icy)
We Blrrrd Gang, we get active we never send a hit (free Shiesty)
Might catch my next one on yo block

never cared it's like uh
Uh, just bounce with me
Come take a ride, that's two fifty
The dirty seats and the hustle man selling loose squares and the floor

surrounded by my people
Holding down the stick like I'm trying to give it a needle
Bet you didnt know, I got this gun on me
50 drum hollow point, don't front

cared, it's like
Uh, just bounce with me, come take a ride, that's $2.50
The dirty seats, and the hustle man selling loose squares and the floor sticky

body but my spirit lives 
The impact of' that gat can never take spirit kid 
Besides that if it's not my time then I'm 50 cent 
The goodness of God

Late 
Walk 8 Miles to be Rabbit that day 
Get Rich Or Die Tryin’ my  bank account had 50 Cent 
Dwayne Carter had me on some Nino shit 
But I had Common

grew up on 50 cent 
I knew I was getting rich 
Get rich or die trying 
You bitches don’t stop lieing 
That chicken just keep frying 
I talk a lot of fly

hair
I'll take fifty cents for a shampoo
I still don't want to look back
At the age of 15, I took 200 yuan and went to Nanjing
No education, no ability,

on beats that you like you consider it
Suck on so many dicks
Not talking bout one man, I'm talking bout many men
I'm feeling like 50 cent
Talking my shit

Where I come from man shit got hard
But we had a lotta fun
But the shit wasn't easy
Pocket looking funny
I ain't have a lotta money
I don't about

What Kind of Power We Got?

Public Enemy

Muse Sick-N-Hour Mess Age

1994

Don't like the way the Flavor Flav talk

But ladies and gentlemen
I like for you to know
This my main man throwing down

What kind a power we got

Be a Man

RZA

Digital Bullet

2001

I came across this, this, this black man
He was talkin' about (look down below)

Sure of yourself risin', prices of food sky rises
Foreign

can get up on his own now
Fifty cent can't afford Curtis bologna my mind fucked now
God please come save me !!
Tired of being where there's no bound

the top down
Purple lights in my vision got me gone now
Now my world too hazy
Hold up, bitch I been too on lately

I chop top right on my whip
Woodgrain, 50

Killin' the game yeah one man army

Yeah

And I don't need no help, do it by myself
Boy I usually come with gang with me
I don't fuck with no random niggas

year)
AC on blast, so I can wear my Cashmere
Everything's a flex when you were
Up next to die out
I used to crumble the noodles
Fifty cent for a pack

caught us getting loose 
Hope that it ain't busy down in Gucci, tryna fuck you in the fitting room 
Half of Virginia Black on a empty stomach, playing by

Big Broski, calming us down, he gave em like a fifty, in cents 

They ain't getting any bands, cause we driving in Benz, fuck them mofuckas' it don't

You don't wanna play
With the man with the man
With the gun in his hands
With the gun in his hand
With the gun in his hands
With the gun in his hands

Speak on It

Kurupt

Against tha Grain

2005

mother fucking Tupac's nigga
DMX ain't the new Tupac, Ja Rule ain't the new Tupac
And I'll be damned if 50 Cent is the new Tupac
Ain't no new Tupac's

that I been going through some things all day
Sittin' by the window, hope the rain go away
I hope this pain go away
I watched my mans go away
It's

killed in Downtown and that's the reason
Kind of 50 Cent thang: it make me wanna get the strap
Squeeze it asap freezin em heads
Need no facts and arguments

you hold down the crib do your one twos you na'mean needs that (Ham-Town)
My autobody car shop thief n***** (Movers)
The fifty cent limber mamis