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on
Goin breezy on these bitches
Thats word to my nigga nas
I be by the bar fresh to death no coffin
Back outside and a nigga feeling awesome
Fly aviator but

Walking the highway, rain or shine
Mom would tell us, "Be back by nine"
Dreaming of video, all the way there
Twenty games of Kong, we don't care

Open

suck my dick she eat it like a cassarole

i still feel like an addict killed
by an opiate agression 
drinking big bill
always fucked up in the back

before I went live, so I’ll be damned if anyone eliminate my shine. Illuminated: it’s about damn time! 
Patiently waited: God had me on stand-by. 50 cent

got M4a back on his old shit
Don't fuck around or get yo ass fucking hit
Yea mothafucka
Killa in this bitch straight up outta death row
Talking by my

by myself
Think I need an FN
Boutta put an FN on me
Why I'm acting different round you
Cuz I think you said something
Talk behind my back
And then I

dark days
Memories I prayed that would fade
Somethings that I wish I couldn't remember back from the days when I was young
Talking fifty cent juices

spend it then I make it back not even fazed
Led astray, inner dialogue been self inflicting pain
Fuck
Where's the spliff let me let it blaze
Tricks all up

on the same page
Don't love no hoe just like Sasuke
Like 50 cent get rich or die trying
Beat niggas up just like myke Tyson
Independent no I ain't never signing

it was driving to a job nigga
To make six dollars and 50 cents an hour
Cus I told myself I gotta be here to come up
I gotta stay down to come up
Do you

czas,
Fuck them opps, double guap, calm as buddha
Ciężko pracuje, by mieć legacy jak Weezy Baby,
Za Twoją zwrotę mogę dać Ci tylko 50 baby,
I tak

Call me 50 cent you know I ain't scared to kill many men
Yo free all my dawgs that's in the pen
Stay loyal to the gang until the end
If the Feds ask

(Say something crazy)
(Wait what?)
Dirty dancing by myself riding solo
Fuck your Instagram I do not want no photos
Keep my dubs on the low low
Cold

on the dishes and counter 
I would see em every hour 
Cold water in the shower 
Just needed 50 cents to feel the power 
Block always loud seen ferns sniffing

life thought I was worthless 
Never knew what my worth was 
Take a look inside my soul where the hurt is 
For 50 cent and you ain't gotta call me Curtis

ever knew leave my side
Asking moms for 50cent just to get a icee
Hitting the block wit my guys everyday was dicey
I wonder if I got locked up would

together 50 Cent, less Five-Percenter
All of my niggas to my left, Curt tell these niggas
(Tell these niggas what man, Tell these niggas what)

Uh huh, Im

played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
She called me 50 Cent and Chris Brown all rolled into one
She wanted some of my genes, so she

I do a 50cent get rich or Die trying
I got a motto
Get rich or die young i hate trying
I go in for it ,spend nights on the street ,in the cold i go in

end hated on by many men
And I need a G for a unit like I'm 50 Cent
Double up for the rent make it triple cop the bent
Nigga talking about he play wit

a raise over 50 cent
This is Curtis
You ain't gotta lie
Soar when I don't try to fly
I came to rock and make my old hoes get lower than ankle socks
That's

say i got power like 50cent I can't fuck with these niggas
I'm celibate
Ima rockstar this shit
Got me hella lit
All the bitches come thru
We get hella

ain't breaking loose

These niggas be lemons on God they be sour
I'm feeling like fifty cent I got the power
I Run my own business fuck paid by the hour

got trust issues, trust issues
You be playing games, can't fuck with you
(Feen)
Black boy moving with that pack
Flip a pack, just to get it back
Keep it