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москве
Это шутка конечно
Я хочу умереть старым, в один день с андеграундом
Когда 50 cent станет ванхандредфаузэнтнахуй
Leave me in a kitchen with 3 grams

that mufuckin gen
Bitch I really killed the pigs, I caught him by his chinny chin
Bitch I feel like 50 cent, because I killin' many men
Boy ain't even

these simple games mean so much,
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, with silver buttons down her back.
She asks for fifty cents, to see the elephants, jump

pissed like 50 Cent, I would live on the beach
I'd marry, call my wife a bitch, and put my kids on the street
I don't give a fuck, I'm goin' for dolo, four

stepped in
I had to tighten up my circle nigga fuck friends
Nigga wish a death for me like many men
Get rich or die trying I feel like 50 cent
I got that

If you cop enough off of each i a take off fifty-cent
I play the interstate at first i use to play the block like clint
Just got the X-Ray from the doc

(Proč?)
Jsem jak Eminem a taky trochu 50 Cent (Yeah, uh-huh)
Tak jak Gucci Mane se držim, staying in my line, uh (Gucci)
Odteď co dělám je heavy J's, dej mi

deserve my breath 
The eternal wrath I plan spread

Droppin a xan in my gin
Call it a potion 
But more like a poison
Give a fuck though
Letting it eat

in 50 years or so? Raped by greed
I'll pierce and break the surface, like a poison in their skin

Raise your voice, above mine, advertise the neon

he a rude boi
Girlfriend sodidty
Cup full of poison
Yall wouldn’t miss em
Spared by the holiness
I am a witness
She a little booster
Would never admit

John McCain, you can't lift your arms up
These po-ranhas, live by a certain code of conduct
Fuck fly hoes and blow ganja
He a prophet, predict shit

become addicted, become inflicted
By poison for sale, by death's handy friend
That leads to the end, that leads to the end
Was ten bucks worth the product

deserve my breath 
The eternal wrath I plan spread

Droppin a xan in my gin
Call it a potion 
But more like a poison
Give a fuck though
Letting it eat

a kill streak, call for the weapon
I grew up around needles, veins make me nervous
That nappy headed little kid, changed for a purpose
If the poison is

you really do it
Like I ain't wanna be the one pursuing
Titties on the stage an fifties in my hands
Pocket full of M&M's plus them rubber bands
Just

What is good ladies and gentlemen
Uhh
I go by Nigel the rebel
Uhh
I prefer the rebel you know
Because I tend to dwell in my bad times
They always end

ones
Most fake niggas can't handle the truth
Salute to all the niggas who hustle right by the concrete
Don't mind me
Shawty blinded by diamonds in my

$hen, Sinz, leaving bodies on the floor
Three by three, nothing less, nothing more
Hollow mask form when I'm sliding with the team
Gran Rey Cero don't

On the moon
Running with no shoes
Fifty miles an hour
You know she's got the groove
(Got the groove)

Watch her dance
Ooh she'll make you laugh
Take

lock sur son coeur ça m'a juste pris une pique (Locked in)
On my way out j'me suis pété un kiffe wo
Y'avait du poison dans son kiss et 
J'flex sur tous

I be surround by these rockets
But ion stay in houston lately
Been stuck up in my feelins
Sippin syrup just to cope wit music
How many times did they

I say wassup
I don't need to be with ya
I just wanna chill and sip on this free liquor
Baptized by this drink what made you a sweet sinner
That candy

The power vested in by more than dope
Been duped to being committed to a false scope
Of what fame could really bring what these riches really mean

a hurt that she's trying to hide

'Cos recently at home
There's been a poison in the atmosphere
Mum and Dad's marriage hangs by a thread
Like the tinsel