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like a Nat
clways on a n**** back, cuz' da' way a n**** act
If a n**** talk his shit, 50 Cent “Get The Strap!”
Paranoia in my mind, always gotta watch my

press a button in a coupe and disappear, 

I snap my fingers and a hunnit vibes can just appear, 

50 cent, I give all these hoes  magic stick,

Wrap it

of time just a little bit (a little bit)
Pardon me yo I’m on some 50 Cent shit (a little bit)
The way you movin’ them thighs got me on the rise
Go from

cent your boy be hated by many men
Swinging for the fence you disrespect I'm swinging for the chin
Hold up do you see him wait I think Lyric coming

I'm 50 cent rapping many men uh
Fuck it now I'm taking off my vest
Different type of breed don't compare me to the rest
I'm a beast, carnivore eating

cigarettes
Competitive verses, I polish my verbiage
I keep it 100 when doin my service
Don't make no cents for you to only be 50.
Im calling you Curtis

you took him, you say there is a reason
Why we burn under the sun even with spf 50
Either drought or flood, you say it has its season
But honestly I

to that
It was Eminem and Backstreet Boys
Fifty Cent in the club bumping New Noise
Linkin Park
And Street Sharks
Red power ranger could you call me Tony

shit on the streets
then the bitch go down to their knees
I take my inspiration from 50 Cent
you now what I´m say
Is hard to think of my past
all

Pop smoke was filmed by some of
The biggest names in the
Bussiness like Nicki Minaj and 50
Cent it's murder has

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Hood-Niggas in Unterhemd
Sticky eingeklemmt
Jeder straight so wie 50 Cent
Was für Führerschein? Ich fahr'
Noch mit dem BMX
Laber, was ich denke, leb' mein

tête
Parle pas du Paradis, j’ai perdu l'adresse
On commet les délit's avec délicatesse
Y a plus de trous d’balle dans
Ta tess que sur 50 Cent
Coup

selling nicks
Ain't make any bands
Watching everybody turn to
Wanna-be's and mini-men
Bitches résumé like 50 Cent, Many Men
Hydroponic dope I shipped across

wasn't tryna die poor
To get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent
Literally, literally, I'm hated by many men
Says she sees the good in me, but I don't

know I will
Bet that 9 tryna blow like a bitch
Hit him 9 times he is not 50 cent
Chasing that paper in any event

And I'm stuffing that bag with M after

get schmithin
C- crib by the water, but I'm never out whippin
My mental fuckin' slowly fadin' away, I might be trippin
I ain't Chuck Norris, but I might

look like jewelry
Yeah I See twerking in those scrubs
But I'm no  jury
I been wanting you for a while 
But it's no hurry
21 questions 50 cent I'm taking

gotta know the difference
It's a crazy world we living in
Everybody want the power and that word, to 50 cent
Tell me why I'm hated by so many, many, many

The streets had me in a trance, pistol in my pants
Only fifty cent to my name but had the power in my hands
I did it my way (my way)
Did my own thing (yeah)

go on throttle, I told her I said it's heaven sent
Take her to my candy shop, I told her I got 50 cents
Got my nieces, love em', by saying that I gotta

Missy Elliot and we need that Jimmy Iovine
Codeine on an IV, and Busta Rhymes to hype me
The fifty cent to million, a hundred for the icing
Hit up Paul

head
I feel like 50 cent I'm wanted dead by many men
The gun cocked and one shot just missed my head
The next shot I then hopped that one hit the bed

be keeping it real, aye

Keep this shit a dollar, I don't keep it fifty cent
I was out there every night, that Marathon on 55th
Nigga all I know is

friends and his so-called bros
He went ghost quick
Power tripping off 50 cent talk is cheap he 100
Ain't cheating on him you was just cheating on yourself