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amber rose

Choke on my dick like some cinnamon 
Many man want me dead call me 50 cent
Fuck nigga I smoke on adrenaline 
And I'm always gon keep it

pain in a prada fit
I won't fuck her, I don't need that energy she just swallow dick
Fuck 10 cent Booga got a thousand dollar dime bitch
My Ears

dollars and cents
50 ways to kill competition
Usin' animal ambition
Without restrictions
Cuz' this guy is different
And you mighta heard of it
But I've

are just so endless
Claim that I got an ego but I just made my G's breakfast
So if you gone gun it like 50 Cent crew
Lemme see if you gone run it like

since you wanna be famous  


If I had it you had it too 
1$ we splitting 50 cent food 
Nyte just wanna take care of the crew 
Big heart you know what I

and flour
to make bread on my own
Strictly alone I ain't greedy
They want me broke
They never put me on
I put myself on
Worked alone
Like the G code
Do dirt

believe nu man mi fada a wull heep a nights…!! the binelly rise (up!!). Mi knock it and a lights (out!!) mi tired fi get chase by ratty van and 5.0 nah go

Kross made it jump now, When the rush come, make them get in order, then we serve'em like a lunch line, and we live by the code of the G, 10 toes my ear

niggas be trapping like like rat rat race
Give me 50 feet cause a niggas need space
Flipping them bricks cant keep up the pace
And my pops was A G he pop

blew a fuse
Growing up just made me a child inside a hangman's noose
I, I think I timed it wrong
Come with me Carl G for a ride along
You like that girl,

and never ever go against the G Code
Swerving up the road riding dirty yeah we filthy 
Switching lanes doing 75 in a 50
12 pull us over hope my niggas don't

Win by any means
I ain't tryna take a loss
Out here for the p's
I been tryna make a lot
All i know is all i know
And all I know is get the gwop
Till

And when it get hot
Put the fan in the window (Aye)
50 cent for a scraper
To the candy lady
Duckin the cops
Tryin not to get caught by Grady
Polk County

gotta live by one rule 
Remind myself every day not to dress like you 
Y'all ain't making no noise, who the fuck is ol' boy?
Big boss, I'll hold my

who ain't put in no work and say marry me
Free him out the pen, got many years behind you a married man
Like 50, lost my Cents, I done talked to many

flint
Yeah I smoke and stay gone but I know where I been
And 50 cent song got me dodging many men
The d on my hate is David in the lions den
Plus I knew

it in
Yeah I'm just like 50 cent hated on by many men 
Henny got me fucked up and nothings making any sense
But I'm still standin nigga guess that i

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',

Hate It or Love It

The Singing Machine

Hip Hop/R&B, Vol. 1

2005

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

about that Cash Money. 
Got a lot of Power, you can call me Ghost and Tommy.
Need every 50 cent that you own me.
I don't need a gun. 
We gone out fight it

She love how the pinky bling
Now she wanna fuck on me now
We smoking on O G
But we get this shit by the pound
Aye
Pop this shit
Cause these niggas ain't

By yo homie
Gotta keep the grass low
Watch out for the snakes
Know we
Boutta blow
Just uping up the stakes
If its
Me and bro
Splitting 50 cent cakes

prayed i blow like 50 cent ( cuz lord knows Onnat taking chances )

Chrome lock out clutch basket on the banshee I ( dump the clutch )
Fancy paint berry

that my family until I'm filthy rich
And got a tv series just like 50 Cent
Then I pull the top up off that '66
Chevrolet
Hear them niggas say

Man this