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I'm talkin' 5 or 10 pink 50s and blue bens
Dead presidents in my safe a milly give or take
My money like to do magic, this shit might levitate
Real

(FOREVEROLLING)
Ayy, this that cocaine music
Homie, don't you come-
Nah, let's get on some gangster shit

Yeah, it's EST, the big OG, O for

listening
Vampire ghost writers
That's some spooky sentencin
Many men wanna still kill me like i'm 50 cent
Many men jealous of all the great things i did
I

smoke nigga so be it
Ion see nobody I put that shit on your bitch ass
Bro hit the switch make the G-lock hit fast
Young nigga play thing get his ass

niggas down)
That nigga face is no good, don't let 'em near your ho (bitch)

Keep it on the hush, might clip her if she talk too much (stop)
I'm

the goal you working towards
Quarts could make a dollar stack it up and you could build a tower
50 cent could tell you best because he do it with power
Now I

shit is weak
Comes from a place that is
Deeply rooted in trauma
That you haven't faced
And you loving the drama
You think it's a space
Just like it was

turn that to bae pack
Why you go and get on stupid shit?
We know where you lay at
Hop out by myself with 1K
It take one spray, give you face tat'

Probable Cause

Brand Nubian

Foundation

1998

on the george washington and now jeru' turnpike
Head feelin right from a long-ass night
Whoa, I see jake, so I let off the gas
So I was doin fifty-five when I

Watch while I undress, let me show you some

I know you wanna hit that
Tell your bitch 50 feet she can get back
Right i'm trying to seduce you
I got

old vibe calling tryna rekindle That same flame 
Free the bro's down da road trapping In da chain gang 
Niggas say they gangsta go to court Then play da

Ain't no pimpin over here back slap a bitch mane
50 Cent Bulletproof ain't no backing mane
I'm like the hulk big dog shit I'm holding my reign
All you

Curtis 187

50 Cent

Curtis

2007

hip
I'm take your shit
That's how the esse's play, for that s.s.k
Your probably heard through the grape vine, I'm good out Watts
Bulletproof shit

was young
Like fifteen sixteen we got real cartiers on
All that shit like we was getting real money where I was at
My neighborhood where Im from

hopping off the whip, shit look synchronized
play me 50 once , See that's the shit that I can't minimize
This history in the making, swear this shit need

up the tank
I know this world is cruel
Shit i already know
I know my momma raised me better
But this the life i chose
I got five hundred fifties
Baby

But this past week I been battling through some losses that was massive
How two hundred and fifty k evaporate like gasses, understandably I wasn't

that ahh for day
Slow motion for me go faster bae
That shit there make the boy go craaay
Got me weak she a freak how she play
Using cheat codes so she

Thug Passion

The Storm

All Eyez on Me

1996

the rest
You need a dub to get you flowin'
And let that loc see smoke
Feelin' the strokes of the .9 squeeze tight and slow

I heard it's the bomb

Let me tell you niggas the best part, I know that shit comin
I'm off the ropes like I'm Jeff Hard, I should've never jump
Get the bag, drop the bag, I

niggas, still claiming that they better
All my niggas been gorillas, still totin on beretta's
Streets knowin we official, aint by ourselves bitch we

she got that head, it really be dense
(Huh, yeah)
Don't do that love shit, that shit pretend
I just fuck her and play pretend
I'm the only one for me in

Let's Talk About It

Jermaine Dupri

Lord Willin'

2002

Uh-huh, uh, ooh, damn, baby, shit
How you get all that in them jeans?
Nevermind that, you hear this? Ha, it's that Star Trak
Clipse (get down), So

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