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leader never leave the block without my heater
Two big pits, I call them my bitch nigga eaters
And not a whimper 'til I'm gone
Thug Life runnin through my

sees his father gone
Messed up living, free but imprisoned by the non chalant abuse that's always creeping thru the tension
Hes tired, exhausted from

Children in sweatshops will work til the dawn, then work in the hot sun until it is gone
Do they cry, "There's got to be more to my life than this?"

Five CI, I'm on them blades like TI
Them niggas hate to measure
'cause they knee-high
Still slingin' that P-IE what I bring by
Need 50 cal, pretty Desert

Five CI, I'm on them blades like TI
Them niggas hate to measure
'cause they knee-high
Still slingin' that P-IE what I bring by
Need 50 cal, pretty Desert

her
Gone make a lil pussy boy throw a fit I sent a kiss kiss to his bih
You on my dick bih Who is this
I'm on sun rich shit Can't resist
I feel like I'm

frizzy
Show her three bills she gon' show me her titties
(Okay, Okay, okay)
Ain't wifin hoes til I'm about 50
Feel like the man I'm hittin' the griddy

here kitty
Kitty
Kitty
Kitty
Kitty

Come on and hurry and buy
You cant knock it til you try

Fifty shades of alotta shit
Im turning up need a mosh pit

song
Fifty hairs cut with a couple blunts rolled
Me thick as a Nike in the dirt, I'm gone
Tom Sawyer with this shit I
Need a rap that's all

I walk into

Money Good

Young Buck

Buck the World

2006

Fresh white tee 'bout to get my hustle on (yeah!)
I ain't goin to the club, 'til all my work gone (C'MON!)
I'm leanin on the leather, and grippin

Nigga with me got a 50 in they bitch ain't no reloading by me

Got it out the mud still wiping dirt off til this day
I told shorty it's too much for

I Don't Like To Dream About Gettin Paid

Tha Dogg Pound

Dogg Food

1995

to the head 
Damn, that nigga had at least two G's 
And he was clockin' it wit so much ease 
I told him I was gone so I'm headed in the house 
Everybody

doubt that, Dorothy
Back in your trance you go
For now the cameras are back on
Let’s get on with the show

I think I'll leave box 21
I'm saving that 'til

Misanthropy

X-Raided

Unforgiven

1999

Askin' for help, but the muthafuckas didn't listen,
They tried to get killed, but now they label me a killer,
You lived by the scroll, but you gone die

Yeah OT$ Bitch cut the music up
Yeah get turnt up get turnt up We Turnt up We Turnt up
She turnt up she turnt up I’m turnt up she turnt up
Get turnt

what's safer (skkkrt)
No escapers
Hunnid shots hold the chasers
50 cuts (frrrrt frrrrt)
Hold the razors (hold that)
They gone need more than staples
Just

like an animal all day
'Til you're with me again, you know I'll be goin' crazy!
You've been gone, not such a long time
Blew my mind, left me so lonely

soft boned
Smokin this weed til it's all gone
Loving this track cause it's our song
You loving me cause I am awesome
You my lil flower I'm watching u

overwhelmed to keep track of every cent
Stench of the struggles from the past, it won't relent
No surprise I'm surprised where all the money went
Living check

Murder Onze

Junior M.A.F.I.A.

Conspiracy

1995

the Civic sellin mad weight
Outta state and shit, I can't wait til this record shit is straight
So we can recuperate, get the dough and I'm gone

bottom she pickin
Then my hoe won’t have a ticket
Fabreger but no fendy ray bands on 50
The roof gone, the loud drinkin
Rose got me tipsy
I’m a boss, bitch

cross me be gone before god even got the news
Big stepper
Apply pressure til a nigga momma gotta move
Anywhere I go I'm the realest nigga in the room

in lane ways trappin' 'til daylight
Make a right, seen cops by a streetlight
I'm gone, I'm off this
Wherever I go, I'm the topic
I got Draco's

young buck'll get that dough
Play Eminem and 50 Cent like they was tic-tac-toe (who?)
Respect they game but shoot one and check they frame
Make sure