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these babes
They gotta stop crying, you know
(Dre, 50 Cent) with crying
And screaming babies sold out, bitch

These motherfuckers are making
Me

to the bitch, fonkin' with the bitch
Will get your ass hit (BasedGod) 
I'm talkin' Scooby Doo (Scooby Doo)
Keke, what it do?
(Bow, mmm) Bitch, I love you (Damn)

Dead Presidents

Master P

Legal Dope

1995

committin homicides and drive-bys 

livin with ????? 

but still slanging that fuckin pie 

and got more bitches than you 

so what the fuck you

Shadow Business

Jedi Mind Tricks

Servants in Heaven, Kings in Hell

2006

don't prosecute them 'cause it's how they make paper
When you rocking that fly shit that's made in China
By an eight year old child tryna feed his mama
He

You Knuckle up or drop the coins My slimes will fold ya 
Jolt ya folgers fold the paper roll it
Fifty cent's a quarter, make it work Black metal in ya

Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop
I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup
He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
He's even more over than

my fucking semi fly
You disrespect the set I'm mobbin' with
Who you mobbin' with? You crying bitch
I'm bout my motherfuckin' job and shit
Always

change
So do they really fuck with me, or who I'm becoming?
And you can't be around me if you ain't getting money
And niggas steady talking 'bout me but

I rep the best side of the north
I got that Woolrich for this cold
I spit that icy
Need to ice me
Rock 5 chain on my coat
You can't do man to man

Have you ever wondered 
If momma had enough to pay the rent 
So you sitting there crying 
Cuz you ain't got 50 cent 
Feeling like a window shopper 
Cuz

with them guys that society begrudges
We been thuggin' worldwide got arenas buzzin'
We survived gettin' fronted by Ilena cousin
Before you could sell

and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit

You don't know what you've done to me
Who you gon' love, who you gon' leave
You don't know what you've done to me
Who you may believe

Cold

Underground

KRS-One

Kristyles

2003

Cent (get it) you underground
When you rep the collective consciousness of hip-hop
Not hip-pop, you underground
Yo it ain't about jewels, bitches

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

think I ain't got no cents
You only having cause you niggas ain't got no rent
I'm in a bat with L'Sonne and the windows tent
We probably smoking on a bong

like Brek if any might step
I've got the whole game tryna bury my rep
I'm ahead by much more than twenty-nine steps
Still got more than you ain't got any

The Wrap

Ja Rule

Blood in My Eye

2003

with sixteen in sixty seconds
Get your whips up, we split beams, keep fifty weapons
To you coppers that's posin' a threat
Fire up the air, wholes in

Oh I be fly
Too high with the bands by my side
Two bitches, ain't no can, Imma do
Two cents rather keep that shit to you
Too dense you cannot get

affect other than seein more clear with ya mind correct 
The culture I’m inclined to rep, 80s baby reminds yo of rappers they call the best when it was

Position of Power

50 Cent

The Massacre [Clean]

2005

Aw nigga don't trip, you gon' get your monkey-ass hit
Runnin your lip, tryin to fuck with my clique
Aw nigga don't trip, in case you didn't know who

off the stoop with
Know I kick in my two cents, it's duffles and toothpicks
To give you 16 feel like if a pound flew in
Competition Nutso, let's GPS

the ones who was the closest
Forever feeling different,
If they cross me got me surfing
Just ask the ones around me
They'll tell you bout my past tense

you want for three-moose-fifty
Yeah that was Moose-A-Matics 101, brought to you by Jake
To the Mallorys, I hope that you're having a great day
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