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that it was when it wadn't
Shit's hectic, the bomb Vietnam rhyme Don
With the semi-auto
Fracture your torso to ya spine
The back cracker smack you wit'

squad shit (game)
Oh no, I done rolled around the block and I don't see him (skrrt)
I paid a J two hundred just to hit me when he see him (hit me when

day (woo)
And my Ruth's Chris was Chick-fil-a (baow), and a fifty cent cake (woo)
Now it's Mastro's for the steak (Mastro's for the steak)
Yeah, I

the slaughter house 
In and out just slut her out  

Nigga I know I'm the shit
I see da as a lick
cnd this is contagious
Covid every time I spit 











I

lint
Pulled off 50 in my RTA
got me feelin' like 50 Cent
I just took a break
Had to get back straight
People askin' about where I went
How they gon' let

or it's life
[00:50:00] Everybody is gon' be alright
[00:52:00] By the grace of God, we gon' see the light
[00:54:00] I go by YT, that's my preference

This a new chapter
Master my faith
And continue my purpose
Shine through shade
You can see that I'm working
Moves that I'm making
You can't you see

Mafia Music

Rick Ross

Deeper Than Rap [Deluxe Edition CD/DVD]

2009

and laughter
Homicide is humor and nigga you looking funny
Women love to stare cause they know they see the money
I open up my mind by opening bank accounts

hoes man these hunnies think the 50 cent
I ain't tryna judge but they've all been through too many men
No way that you top these flows
That's your girl

ransom
By the hand of this black man
Neo-colonial puppet
White power with a black face
He said fuck it i’ll do it
A master of disguise, expert at telling

(who you be with)
Bodies go missing but we aint see shit (I ain't see a thing)
They know that big chop a gorilla better believe this (better believe)

past
The after you see Him
I don't have to proceed
With no master's degree to change the art
I came and waxed the museum
I saw, I conquered
I paused my

50/50 Love

Trina

The Glamorest Life

2005

and thicker than ever 
Shit, you know you need a chick like me 
Own cars, own house, own shit like me 
Uh, see me and only me 
I'm the real Queen of this

at the zoo, cause the trenches had grabbed me
50 cents for chips, 2 for a dollar, break a bag, not stingy
She got a cute face, I compliment, bet I be in her

See it, cop it, get it, make it flip like the Olympics
Shit, Poeticly Pimpin’
Dangerously Dapper
It’s a movie, in the studi with my brewskis making

that shit back)
Yeah, I said, I ain't even gotta rap
50 gave me like two M's, how I'm 'posed to act? (Hahaha)
Walk around like I got "Unique" written

master the grind and upsize

Taking what I want this time
Let's do or die
No reply, conversations
Basically done cut a bunch of shit without replacing

I

It's Fiyablasta, a proverbial master
And I'm murking these rappers
They fans turning their backs 'cause
My music gets put on their ears so they can

Deh yah, fi di pressure, Gimmi It
Specially fit fi di race, when dem a swift, tink dem a win it
Never limit miself, never timid, yea mi neva see quit

they can see we been winnin'
I'm tryna drop hits and keep sellin' shit, go to my nine-five work on my pensions
Hold up bool out wait a minute, let's just

Hurricane Katrina type damage
Kill me bitch you can't manage
This track a dollar I'm like fifty cents
I slit my wrist
For the same motherfuckers
That's like

whipped, this shit is ridiculous
Shoutout to 50 Cent, man (let the Bandplay)
Huh?

Say you a gangster, but you ain't never shot nothin'
How you

cars, walk downs, drive-bys
Chest shots, head shots
We hop up out that cut and let it fire, fire, fire
Two cell phones ringing, I been out here serving

100 Bars

Canibus

2000 B.C. [Clean]

2000

You fuck 'em in the ass, then you give 'em cash for it 
That's some sick shit homeboy 
A hundred years ago, they'd have took you to see Sigmund Freud