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or the street, I out ball y'all
Niggas aint ready, I doubt all y'all
Fly ass niggas I reroute all y'all
If it aint for the paper I dont show my face up
Make a bet

lyin', I ain't lyin' (I ain't lyin')
I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin'
Ooh, I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin', I ain't lyin' (ah)
If I'm lying then

a crack rock
Stop the fussing competition no discussion
Beat the beat I am destruction
Sick on it need robatussin
I ain't into carpet munchin' getting head

Astros fits
Get rich or die trying I'm feeling like 50 Cent
I got goals
I want 240 this year I got Oz
Imma sell everything I got hoes
I told that Bitch

they represent
This a heads up, you're funniest friend needs to vent
Get rich or die trying
I'd still give you my last 50 cent
To be Superman
You also

You talkin' heavy, nigga, do somethin
You frontin' like you be a baller
Fakin' the rich, but you ain't got a dollar
misusin' his brains, send his head

got 50 Cent and I'm down to last dime
So I gotta get rich or I'm down to die trying
I'll bring a fucking massacre like my first name was Curtis
Right

Thou Shall Not Fall

Ill Poetic

Ill Poetic Presents: Mood Muzik's Third

2008

love the criticism
But understand im successful by own admission
I never had isssh
But a bad bitch
Na let me stop lying most em were average
If

over
Whole city lit Whole city lit
We gonna have the whole city lit
I mean really lit
Yea yea
I’m trying to get really rich
I mean 50 cent
Or ima die

See me stop like you just seen break lights
Pinky ass nigga, that's yo ass nigga
50 cent gem star watch how it slash niggas
From the forehead

the sauce and the thrill make the bill worse
One hitter hit me up saying can I ask you something quickly
He asked can I get your two cents? here's 50
Get rich

a milli in my twenties
I been workin' overtime for a dime and I'm spent
50 Cents for these raps, ain't rich but I ain't died yet
Stickin' to the plan,

multi-million dollar plaques
Rather put this shit on wax, all that gossip shit is wack
When all they had was 50 Cent, who put the city on the map?
Stop lyin',

stopping ‘till I’m rich, or ‘till I die trying
Turn 50 cents into a dollar man I wish that I was lying, oh
Lay down, lay down, yo
Shots fired, lay down, lay

Hip-Hop style baby, y'all remember

By the middle of March, when the pregnancy starts
In your ladies' placenta, that means L just entered
Duck taped your

It's the number one crew in the area!

The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents

to hella bands
Swear to God we ain't have shit
We slide down in that minivan
I feel like Curtis Jackson
Bitch I'm feelin' like 50 Cent

I really am that rich
Money for my kids

Nigga, I can spend
Nigga, who Ima spend
Nigga, what you mean
Nigga, I done tried this 50 cent like many men

touch me
Me. That cost 50 cents
Whatever I still got plenty left
I'm in the zone. Danger. Twilight. Name it
Heart rate rise while climb in the rankings

a city in the west coast 

On this quest to get rich 
Or die trying, tread soft
Word to 50 cent 
I don't even need a vest 

For the Teflon 
When they let

came a long way
From breaking in hittin licks
Ain’t gonna run off on the plug
Ima stay down and get rich (nope)
New pinky rings on fleek (fleek)

to the pumps
Had you floating in the ocean
Now you trashed by the dumps
Nifty fifty gang, I was raised in the slumps
Pockets so fat like it's raised by

leave
I hope that you ain't lying
Cause this life so damaging, why all my people dying?
I get fresh like everyday, because it feel good
Called one of my

been standing on my ten
Even when I ain't have 50 cents, just like them many men
Oh I'm finna go in, just give me 60 seconds
Like a minute man, hold