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Girl I don't want your drugs
I've been up
For two whole days
I swear
Why you always
Trying to get high
Then you say you sliding by
Baby stay right

Can You Hear Me

Fabolous

Real Talk

2004

hear me
I dedicate this song for ya, He was setup in a stick up
By a girl he used to pick up on the upper west side
I used to help him chop a brick

homies donating the cents
SB’s on my feet
Gold on my neck
Skate with my homies
We popping em decks
Painting on me like I’m Claude Monet
Pretty lil girl

Pimp

Buddy Roe

Based on a True Story [Clean]

1997

sure to get fucked up 

If you see me with another ho 

Baby just let it go 

'Cause it ain't worth getting your neck broke 

Bitch, I'm wearing

autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't

Raá- Pocket watching 

Lyrics 

First I threw 100 then I threw  20 fucked around and threw 50 I don’t really understand why they watch me watch me

wherever
Tryna leave some shells
Think you could find somebody better?
Leave and take the stairs
I finally ran up my cheddar
Now my chains in layers
I fucked

I'm killin' shit
Makin' hits
Order 66
This is it
Time is up
I'm killin' many men

No 50 cent
But I'm wild
I can't get no rest
Up all night

Don't get

hoes man these hunnies think the 50 cent
I ain't tryna judge but they've all been through too many men
No way that you top these flows
That's your girl

like a millionaire
Am just a greasy Nigerian
I just might fuck up your feelings girl
I'll make you sick like Malaria
I do the rub by myself because

I do

they ain't got no cars, they
Stay with they mommies, I count a 50 in your face, stress a nigga out, Joe and Phoenix
By my side, beat a nigga down, your

Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit

This rap shit plays

might go 50 Cent, I might pimp her
Might chop ya trees and yell timber
I might just swipe your shit, but not Tinder
I might say babysit, I might kid ya

that I can spare
Yosemite, fucked her in a tent
Come inside, sorry I can't
Drive back fast like I'm Hakkinen
Take her to candy shop, 50 cent
Aaayy ayyy

flights are tragic
Laughing straight to the bank 
50 cent 
Tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents 
Jet lag but I still can't sleep
Sleep's for the rich 
Niggas

Hit the Block

T.I.

Part 3: When the North and South Collide

2007

five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that

By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac

Spending cash like it's nothing, bands we got 50
In the whip hit a drive-by, Vice City
You leave the house for work and we pound your girl's tiddies

Lawry, you can tell, by the way I dress
I walk around, you see the strut, girl you look impressed
If you smile, I'll lay it down, you gone look a mess

trips
So when we hit the crib
Tell me what your trying to do
We can take it slow
Cause I ain't trying to pressure you
Cause baby girl you so fine
And you

yo girl 50 cent
Cause I heard she fucking many men
Randy get mad go dumb like its mice of men
Chains on my neck hold me down like wet cement
What I

Excuse me, but is that your girl?
If she tell, that's a good referral
Heebee-jeebie talk crazy to me, but Kendrick know I like irregular girls
I'm not

nothin, she just knows
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down

[Chorus: Lloyd Banks + (50 Cent)]
Whenever I'm not around, and you

Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)

It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't

'm on ten, I'm on ten
I'm on ten, I'm on ten

I'm on five plus five (ten)
One plus nine (that's ten)
Fifty divided by five (ten)
Got bitches kissing on live