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catch a body and talk to God My role model brought my head up at thirteen, 50 Cent taught me how to rob And then my mom moved me to Florida to finish
station in Jamaica Queens zach Fink Ny1 50 cent: It's the big 10, it's been 10 years since 50 Cent is the future I'm tired as a motherfucker What you want
on 'em) It's fifty-two cards in the deck, I played the ones they gave me Fifty-three, I'm fifth thirds, I played the bank so crazy Fifty-four nights
DJ Whoo Kid. The Hood legend Whoo! Kid Remix (Niggaz know) Lloyd Banks! *echo* [Eminem] It's like a throne that he dont even own He wont sit down,
dick in your bitch clit When I flip this I got more work than a Olympic gymnast Bust it, I cut the mustard, on any track Milkier than Similac when I'm
stalk me Got a big dick in your bitch clit When I flip this I got more work than a Olympic gymnast Bust it, I cut the mustard, on any track Milkier
Oh, Oh, Oh gGGG G-Unit Yeah it's 50 Cent And Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo Nigga (ha, ha) you got to love it New York City I've been doing my own thing
on the floor In the club, 1942 same size on my shoe 13 plus 9 just turned 22 i guess its cool Paid for school i caught 50 bodies or its cents you make the call i
Som' for the hood, ya know, yeah Nuttin' crazy, little som' som' Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio I sit and twist the lye just to get high Niggas is
Yeah what, what Back up on the remix, let me flip this beat be hitting hard, it might just leave ‘em with slipped disk Penning every lyric, recorded
'bout that! Want to tell that D's yeah, I doubt that! I put the barrel in tha 5th in ya mouth Jack! 50 Cent! I said I'm 'bout it, 'bout It! - I'm
so stupid, what the hell were you thinking? I ain't hating, but, your girl's a bird You by my side, make it work You and her, that sounds absurd
so stupid, what the hell were you thinking? I ain't hating, but, your girl's a bird You by my side, make it work You and her, that sounds absurd
Yeah oouuu yeah yeah yeah Ima boss I go get it by any means yeah I guarantee that my niggaz is gone eat yeah Dirty money but you know we whippin'
screaming rent, leaving my pockets full of lint Man, it's no joke just to work to be broke With no dough just to go back to work While my back still hurt from
Remix, We gotta lotta money, Come on we didn't have to hurt em' like Dis 50, well anyway, g-unit! I got money in the bank (yea) Shawty what
This little song that I'm singin' about People, you know it's true If you black and gotta work for a livin' Now, this is what they will say to you
[00:00.000] Booty Music - 戚爷 [00:01.420] Lyrics by:Git Fresh [00:02.841] Composed by:Git Fresh [00:04.302] When it be going like that boom boom
years away from when they say The world's expected to end And I ain't even begin That's more ironic than a bum asking For 50 Cent from "Many Men", one
really want this for sure Work work work 4 it Show me something I never seen b4 Work work 4 it Work work 4 it Big Capricorn energy You know it's me By
Intro: (50 Cent) (Two street kids now men, its sad it had to end this way, But before i go into that...lets start from the begining....) Intro: (50
(Oh, the wine cooler) Johnny Ryall is the bum on my stoop I gave him fifty cents to buy some soup He knows the time with the fresh Gucci watch
weighs eighteen stone (That's two hundreds fifty six pounds) I don't mind her fat but, It's not only that but, She's cockeyed and muscle-bound, Molly
can't start faking s** now The hottest in the south I'm tryna blow up just like 50 cent Get rich or ima die tryna do this s** It's one hell of a life
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