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(808 Mafia)
Yeah
I told my nigga no matter what, we good
Paper Route Empire, I don't give a fuck, nigga
I put that on everything, hey (808 Mafia)

hungry, too
So I gotta help them get some money, too
Glo Up Dinero Gang, niemand
Der uns nicht erkennt
Rich Gang, G Unit Germany, I'm 50 Cent
I do it for my

gon' say it over, over, again
No man an Island
But my island one man
No man an Island
But my gun to many men
Many, many, many, men
Got shot like 50 cent

on niggas
Broski told me trash them niggas
Niggas said they fuck wit' me
But I be lookin' past them niggas
L's

I'm a hitta by myself
I'm a hitta by

shit, some of your shit
Feel like I'm seasick by the ocean wave
Oh shit, wait
Who the fuck are you supposed to be?
How you even get close to me?
Remember,

Bitches givin' half-ass vibes, so when she text, I won't reply to it

Fuck the mad, they be on dick, to see this shit, don't need two eyes
Slide  by

die trying
By any means like 50 Cent

Try to rob me he a idiot
Smoke a big nigga on some skinny shit
Hop out the car or stay in that bitch
Either way do

down now I'm gettin up
I could turn 50 cent into a buck
I could turn 50 bucks into enough (why)
…. Cuz we stackin up
I payed 50 for this beat das all I

regret
I don't know but I'm feeling like the new Pac
I don't but they calling me the new Pop
50 Cent in the club we in the candy shop
50 bitches licking

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

Underground

KRS-One

Duck Season, Vol. 2

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

here just keep me sane
And bitch you better know my name
Heartless 50 nigga
Kause imma 50 boy fuck bmf
This shit get depper nigga
Aye niggas wanna be

talk, so when I make that call, boy that’s B2B
White tee, grey tee, or I’m in all black
Same fit all week when I fall back
I need the whole loaf, 50 cents

get up
I fuck these hoes by the couple only with a rubber, she won't catch me slippin
Stayin in that pussy, staying outta trouble, glizzy hold a fifty

them gold [?] shoes cost a band
Got the molly and I sell it by the gram
Got some bitches that's for it, niggas steady getting naked
I done fell asleep

look like a midget
I feel like I'm 50 Cent, I'm a get rich or die tryin'
Can't stress over a bitch, I can't do no more crying
These hoes for everybody,

pull up I'm killing the red op (Bang)
Then I threw the money on the dash
Listen, I had a quarter, flipped it
50 cent waters (Tell em)
I just been

two bad bitches, I give my Elleanor
And some ice cold water to sip this lemon all
Fuck you niggers, you nigga’s about fifty
She’s skinny and gold jimmy

50
You can fuck my bitch
But you can't fuck with me
Young BasedGod turned 30 to a 60
Got so many bitches that I
Start to think im Griffey ring Ken

ain't talking disney
Yeah you know you ain't better then 50
Ain't no way that you better then 50

You know it's bands over bitches
My money come first,

These Hoes 
Fuck Niggas and Bitches 
Riding Dolo 
Fuck 5-0 
Arriving to the Palace of Riches
Told to Neva Trust the Hoes Keep Your  
Enemies Close
Cuz YU

So Sophisticated

Rick Ross

God Forgives, I Don't

2012

card, I know you're pussy by your conversation
Show you the safe, you'll have to kill me for that combination
Made another two milli just off

else could I do
But be a thug? Out slangin' with the homies
Fuck hangin' with them phonies in the clubs!
Got my mind on danger
Never been a stranger

wishing death on me but bitch I am not 50 cent
Many men think I'm spinning on em' like a ceiling fan
Paranoid, how the fuck you know I'm not gon' air it boy