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the street
We know who to watch, we know how to beat
We know what you do and where you go
We'll dress like you and go to your shows
To sell you the shit that

shit let's do it
She said I'm sexy and she like my music
She can't even text me without getting tight because her jeans by Nudie
(Jeans by Nudie)
I can't

it (say it)
Fuck your, how you want to play it (woo, woo, woo, fuck that nigga)
In Santorini twin white Lamborghinis
Take my heart, bitch, please

stamp it cause it's true shit, funny I get paid to give my two cents
Whip just like a dog without a voice (Noval what you saying) that it's roofless

let's stop playing
Oh, you know, you know

Yo, boo, let's cut the crap, you know we like each other
I been wanting you bad, yo, that's word to my

was fly on your shit that's a can of Bull
Eat you than blow your back out not your candles though
Night time little light shine let your planets glow

on Greenleaf
with their fucking heads cut off, motherfucker i'm Dre
so listen to the play-by-play, day-by-day
rollin' in my '4 with 16 switches
And got

I'm tryna go get me some bands and put that shit in the safe
I swear god he play with me i hit that boy with that drake
I member times that i ain't

on doing shit that's gon keep me on the run
I be upping on a 50 cause I gotta keep my funds
Let off 50 but my clip got 50 more up in this drum
And I smoke

down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle in the sky, one

niggas hate me cause I'm takin' names
We aint the same don't let the game change you player play the game
I knew this nigga by the name of "F"
He tried

more
Man, you feel me, man?
Shit, damn near brought tears to my eyes, man
Man, you know what I'm sayin'
Let y'all know how I feel about that

Seems like

and pop a pill, that shit cool to me
While you was sleepin', I was servin', it was two degrees
Let's talk money, that's a language I speak fluently
Back in

Tha Man

Juvenile

Tha G-Code

1999

Turk]
I'm a head buster, a straight up Nolia nigga
Young thugger
Fuck up, I show ya, nigga, that I don't play
Keep a K for protection
With fifty

chicken all up on the spit
And then spinning that shit to perfection
I never been learning my lesson
Always do question the answer
Defying the master
I’m

Hypertensive
This thing of ours, it's no pensions
Jay said "he bout a dollar
What the fk’s this 50 cent shit,?"
Shakespearean vengeance
Rest assured, there's

Cs  man I really give ‘em hope

Ain’t no bitch that I believe I really treat her as a joke 

I ain’t dead yet so niggas don’t consider me a goat 

Let

that,
you is outta luck, Cause
Ion got shit for a bitch
My nigga died just for tryna get rich
You Ever seen 20 bricks
You ever had 2 load a 50 clip
We hop

yea, uh, and I'm cruisin' with your bitch on my dick
Nigga, let's go, uh, nigga talk shit so we up'n the score
We gon' grab that pole, bitch said she

And I just hit for 50 by myself; name someone harder than me.
Niggas been wanting me dead or sitting in jail; I'm getting gwap that ain't bothering me.

Burn Ouuuutt
Burn Out
Burn Ouuuutt
Burn Out
I turned a ten
To a twenty
To fifty
To Hunnits
To ones
That I throw at you hoeeeesss
I always hit from

the city streets
With my AC on (With your AC on?)
Shit don't try to play me homes
Jump stupid, then ask to get filet mignon
I'ma break him in half
(and I'ma

Portrait of the Artist as a Hood

3rd Bass

Derelicts of Dialect

1991

the days
Young strays, posted at the L.Q. on Friday's
Waitin for Dice to give the go ahead
Hawkin 50 cent, puttin heads to bed
for a herringbone hear

gonna tell you no more, Dre
You ain't nothing but a killer, man

And so are you
Oh, yeah
PC Rex
On that shit-talking Flo

Let me talk my shit right here