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can you say that once again?
Have you ever seen God rolled in a rubber band?
Our people praising money signify the lack of cents
We should be

got me a pick clip
Only killas I be with, put em deep six, ah ah, fuck that, his body in these spliffs
Done gone got an OT bitch, with a bad wrist, make

fucking with me
I'll put a big ass hole in yo back

Yeah, nigga what? You're now
Rocking with the livest
Beams on the llamas, New York City's finest
A drug

Fighting

Goodie Mob

Soul Food

1995

Put me in a serious situation hope I get another chance
To live life as I know
4:30 was the time, I'm feelin' a pain in my chest
I guess I smoke

spend that shit
Invest it in some real estate
Put the money offshore
Sneak it out the back door
Meet me at the drugstore
Two albums dropped
Guess that was

me step back then I blow by 
To the hole that a bucket yea this is showtime 
Hold up yea said this is yo time 
Coming from they saying that you won't

head
I feel like 50 cent I'm wanted dead by many men
The gun cocked and one shot just missed my head
The next shot I then hopped that one hit the bed

My Toy Soldier

50 Cent

The Massacre [Clean]

2005

the back of the Phantom, rollin'
Quick to make examples out of niggas fo' sho' man, hold me down

I put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he

that act shitty

In the midst of the calm, the witty

[Lady Luck]

Yo SHUT THE FUCK UP!

Luck said "SHUT THE FUCK UP!"

Bitches in the back, like crack

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

of the calm, the witty

Yo shut the fuck up!
Luck said shut the fuck up!
Bitches in the back, like crack get it cut up
I speak on behalf of them broads you

Drop & Gimme 50

Mike Jones

Self Made

2008

the do' I hit it just like a pro
Ice age n 50 150 we in the do'

[Chorus]

[Mike Jones]
Now put yo right hand in the air
Put the left one in yo

gun like a Tommy
He ain't even got 50 cent for the soda machine
Yo bitch all in my whip
I'm looking clean,
all white like its grits
She want a new fit

thangs
I slang weed, cocaine and hero ayn
50 Cent that's my name
Nigga I bring the pain you thought
Shit stay the same nigga shit gon' change
Put a bullet

got semi-autos to put holes in
Niggas tryin' to play me (yeah)
One shot is not enough
You need 'least a Uzi to move me (Woo)
After four bottles of Dom

What I been through you not like me
And I'm not like you
I'm like an animal with it, when I spit it
It's crazy got semi-autos to put holes in
Niggas

(Tre is that a band?)
Im finna get out the hood
Just to come back in some new shit
They say Im misunderstood
Give a fuck about ya two cents
I see

So I always put my Faith in God 
Against all Odds 
Even when my backs against the wall 
I Say Thank You God

I ain't the only one to have it hard 
You

in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I

Buy Back The Block

Gucci Mane

Epic Lit, Version 2

2016

We own the hood (For real though)
And we live by it, die by it then ya heard me

I got crib in Florida, and I don't even stay there
Been bought

a man by the name of Gray
Flour was fifty cents for a twenty four pound bag
Now it's a dollar and a half beside
Just like a skinnin' off a flea for

have that hole in head
Backed up by that holy jam
Blacked out cause that hole in neck, can't handle half the whole of it
Half the staff of Moses, Blacks

lika gatherin

So dont be playn with me 
Uan got no sense (cents)
Uan tough you jus playn fifty
Nigga im the one 
Fuck a two 
Understand nigga
Gon

snow, a go getta 
Yeah, yeah
Okay

Know my Cuz got the two tone Caddy with the slides
You know we gonna ride
Rollin up the pine in the back, two straps

like the million dollar
Bill folded with green blinds
Chairs is a hundreds for shams I
Run that hole in quickies
Dollar bills is Nintendos
The windows is