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and he aint fresh to death rockin' them purples,
whippin in that new 5 50 cent color purple,
so where he get off thinking he can hurt you,
out being

niczym bym nie został
Ja robię to dla siebie z tych przyczyn mam flow brat
Czy to Polska czy amerykański sen
Motherfuck you man tylko akcent nie ten
Ej 50

did a free show
Since 50 Cent put me on his
And he sent me a check
I'm never getting finessed
How you out here flexing
As if you not the one to mess

Sick of waiting around for one of those days to come by
I could feel my wings melting as I crept up on the sky
ICARUS hit or miss I barely exist
ICARUS

can get up on his own now
Fifty cent can't afford Curtis bologna my mind fucked now
God please come save me !!
Tired of being where there's no bound

αρχή το μηδέν
Τι χρωστάω σε ποιόν κ τι λέν
Πρώτος δίσκος του 50 Cent
Yeah yeah είμαι ok
Εύκολα καρφώνω σα να παίζω 2K
Είμαι παιδί της πόλης σκάω too late

fifty cent if
I was Curtis Jackson
Finna suplex your lil' bitch
Off the Perky action
Smack the visor off his head
I heard he capping
I was young with

kinda bitch made
When 50 Cent first came out
He was prolly in the fifth grade
When he was playin' truth or dare
I was buyin' product so I
Wouldn't lose my

Yeah' like Mr Windle
Shit, they tell me that I'm
Spitting like an old fool
These little kids think 50-Cent is old-school
They try to question my

I remember drinking 50 cent nutties
Sittin' on the stoop
Listenin' to 'Gimme The Loot'
The truths were hard and the
Lies were in abundance
Back when

dizzy
Get Rich or die trying hated by many
Gotta make it to heaven like my name 50
Sunshine bright dark times don't last
A better life from God Muchas

down and then all of the opps they turn to Tevin
Ain't no point to hold yo breathe you know you guilty, they was telling
I can't shoutout who I'm with

and then all of the opps they turn to Tevin
Ain't no point to hold yo breathe you know you guilty, they was telling
I can't shoutout who I'm with cause we

Rhinestones on the Christian Loubs, boy
My shoes glisten
And I'm only riding with the gang
They kept it two fifties
That's a hunnid hunnid worth of
Plastic in

(Arthur)
(Yo, on my mama, that shit hard, Dizzy) it used to be

Fifty for flights, now, it's, five stars, Dubai
I been, sittin' in flights

active)
Round of applause, I clapped 'em (What?)
Backdoor Gang, have a lil' ho wrap 'em
(Uh, huh) chew 'em like gum
(yeah) , by the way we wrapped 'em

a ballerina
It ain't really take shit to fuck
Bought her a margarita
Got a new fit in a room
Shout-out to Christina
I could still hit the East and
Chill with

Take the throne, on your own, uncomfortable
moving towards that milestone
hit that goal, make 50 more
Marching through those open doors
y'all want

snitched on me
Now I gotta shoot up his white truck
My cousin snitched on me
Now I gotta shoot up his white van
I just got approached in the
Mall by a white

Turn It Up

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

just so we can get some Ciroc
Ate Corn Flakes, no Fruity Pebbles and Pops
Got chased by the stray dogs when I fled though the block
Bought a 50-cent

Burn You Down

Dirty Americans

Strange Generation

2004

me sleeping for days
Now that's a million dollar fix to a fifty-cent haze

[Chorus: x2]

Arsch auf
Der 50 Cent Briefmarke
Du kitzelst deine Frau beim Sex
– der Hitlerbart muss weg
Du bist nicht der Hellste, so wie ich bei KIZ
Du hast gerappt

Barrelhouse all night long
Don'tcha wanna go down to Barrelhouse Joe's
Well, come on!

He's got Jack on ice and fifty cent schooners of beer
He's got red hot

cents no 50 no cap brah
Wizkid at the function
On the dance floor no discussion
Head to London see my cousins
Dream to stack ps in abundance
That's claim