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at the door
Make sure the locks on the door
I gotta cop by the load
I was surprised when you told 
I thought you ride for the bros
N*ggaz dying ova pros 
I put

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

hear that joint let me get it
Got a joint better hit it, you better quit
Words from my mouth razors
Scarring your face, with deep south boom bap by DJ

Turn on my microphone you get Me

Hey ee

I drop the shirt and I wear knicker
I smoking Gas like a Cylinder
I grip the 50 like Vivica
Ride deadly

Party Generation

Dar Williams

End of the Summer

1997

driver
And he lay down and thought about the whole night
And he looked up at the photo that he bought at a junk shop
It was only fifty cents but he

new don't do old ones
We got to keep in motion
I hope you're getting the notion
Sashimi fish by the ocean
I'm sipping on that potion
And I'm smoking

shot just one pinch
But getting shot bitch don't flinch
Not like 50 Cent they got Nine hits
But the killer Six feet deep ditch
Not like 50 tho they got

over 50 cent get the strap
Rental cars from Silver Boys, we pullin up in black

Life's a gamble, no fish table, we high stacks
You niggas fake, I know

Kodak Blacker
Doo-doo under the bed
Fifty cent a day
Wich one should be my rapper name?
(Foenem Radio, bitch)
I also wanna give a shoutout

even know what I paid you. 

I got a new car where the manual 

I don't do fraud I been Cakin though 

I got a new broad fck the latest hoe 

I MADE THIS

blockin’ dry f*ckin my options up , f*ck the red lights & stop signs ain’t no stoppin us 
Trappin with choppas I made that sh*t popular , when you get

get the crown yet
To be a king
That I'm destined To be
the king I'm supposed to be
Or Imma die trying
Like 50 cent
Imma get rich or die trying

Getting

Gardena to Gardere, Louisiana (woo)
We was at Louisiana, came up off them snack packs
50 cent for Shastas, itchy blop up in the backpack
Little Caesar

50 cent
I ain’t even worth a cent but I’m heaven sent
I’m hellbent on getting it on
By the bar I see a black blonde
(As I approach)
Hello ma’am, you

yeah, we got 49 of 50, lookin' at the difference
I don't think that you can score
Yeah, I been drivin' in my city, town that's full of pity, drugs, love,

in Australia on tour with Janet Jackson
Courtesy of 50 Cent, my nigga made that happen
Felt like Michael Jackson was about to walk in the room
Rest

(Uh Yeah) 
(B*tch)
(Uh Yeah)

Everybody ducked off now huh?, I see what the f*ck goin' on

(Uh and I'm thuggin forreal B*tch!)

Sh*t got to active

50zz 
BITCH 

I stay wit my gun I ain't toltin for fun these niggas just wanna take pictures 
And I already told you I sent em the addy so they really

a full ashtray
Empty cigarettes and I still pray
I stand by that till the day I die
Look into my eyes if you think I lie
If you don't look at me enough, I

Set to BIG's "The World
Is Filled" instrumental

Yeah 50 Cent, uh huh
Governor, G-G-G-G-G-Unit'!

She ain't that chick from the burbs
That's

(U dig U dig yeah)
(Leave Her lonely)
(I get it by my lonely)
(Ha Ha)
(What up Ob)
(Aye)

This that 3rd degree
This that roll it please
This that She

some young niggas in my city,
Don't got one cent ride with the fifty
It's some young niggas in my city,
Get all the hundreds and get all the fifties
Get

f*ck a
I don’t need to sneeze
Drowning on p*ssy
I don’t need to breathe
Triplex vids
They looking at me
Cause what I said
They didn’t believe
Oh yea
Got

about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out