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she be fiening for the fame 
Like ay okay I'm in my pocket I got two chains in my wallet 
I got 50 cents in my socket I got demons in my closet 
Turn

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

Nine Two
Pride Two
Ain’t no slowing down or turning round
Don’t say you down just stick around
You know we keep them sticks around
If it’s up no

gone make me catch a hat
Fn's n glock's boy it'll get ya zapped
Feelin like 50 cent plenty man want my spot
But I'm movin on my pivot I ain't tryna get

Still making racks in the space
Still making beats in the space
Your lil peso pluma is nothing compare me
Compare me
Ya 50 cents balaci
Balenciagas

no fifty cents (Oh no)
Shawty love to be with be, she right up in the tent (Uh huh)
Got my eye on the game a nigga cant blink
Yea I was onnnn yea
Uh uh

Real slick
You ain't never heard of me
One stop
Never coming back around
Two chicks
Pull my arms like a tug a war
Three hits
And my head just reached

No Problems

Slim Thug

74 Minutes of Drama

2007

+Vivica+ and never gave her +50 Cent+ (ha ha!)
And I bet you ain't ready for war yet (uh)
My niggaz got stripes, who walk around like the Barbershop

The Mechanic

50 Cent

This Is 50

2008

high, hands up high

[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma

her rent her today 
I might leave her bent today

Pull up with that magic stick I feel like 50 cent today
I need me a girls that listen I just want

Mechanic

DJ 31 Degreez

Stronger Than Ever, Pt. 3: G-Unit Edition

2008

high, hands up high

[VERSE 1: 50 CENT]
You wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take you to da prom
I'm armed tre pound in my palm I'm calm
Nigga my mamma

Remember 50 cent sodas while we walk through the rain
Told my momma that I love her Ima buy her a place
I told my niggas that I love 'em and ain't nun gon

to hide
Maybe the new year will turn the tide
And get the sun back on my side
I drift back to the meter and drop in fifty cents
I don't know why, but I

mate just the pie and the Gatorade, that's it'
Cheers

Just trying to fuel up so I can scrape by
Get my two and five in my Gatorade and pie

Hungover

alive
Lost to the world on a fifty cent jive
Fireman, fireman call of your dog
This isn't a blaze, it's just a hog in a log
Fire on the mountain, it's

the summertime live
Hop on my bike then I ride till I burn dust
Till the sunset looking like it's burned up
50 cents got me chips and thirst up
I just want this

The day you left, I wonder where you went
And I am the man, like 50 cent
I love her freshest hair, like a peppermint
M.I.A
M.I.A
M.I.A
Baby, why don't you

Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like

envy 
You say you got money nigga really 
I bring them racks in by the plenty 
You broke as fuck don't got a penny
Don't need yo two cents 
You wasn't

the gym, too strong, OP
Fly the dub just like Cubby
Need a savior, can't be me
Bound to the grave, now I'm set free
I'm feeling just like 50
No Cent, we

will shut the door
You must be a clown first
Or pass the eye test
Ain't no 50 cent, plus I got accent
Niggas gon' snooze, they don't want to wake up

beauty's tragic
That fever got me burning so hot
I'm riding on his magic stick
Big and slick, my boy toy
50 Cent is broke compared to you, boy

Money for Sex

Del the Funky Homosapien

I Wish My Brother George Was Here

1991

make like a killin'
So babies come in handy
And they'll just eat up your dough like candy, give her some Brandy
And let her roll around in the Benz

I DON’T GIVE A DAMN IF I GOT FIFTY CENTS