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Cashin' in these checks, that are less than fifty cents
Dammit I might just regret where and how this business went
But I'm rapping so tight, Shaq

you Imma stick to death and beyond
Cooking up in the studio ain't talking about no Filet Mignon

Ain't got no cent but hold the 50/50 shots inside my

got a drum if i see many men plot then i'm shooting out the 50 (50 Cent)
We finna squeeze if we keep spinning know we be twisting hard then a titty

Groupie Love

G-Unit

G-Unit Radio, Vol. 4: No Peace Ta

2006

bitch
(You've done heard of my name) 50 cent bitch
(I'm a p.i.m.p) Ima pimp bitch
(You done heard about me) Coz I'm the shit bitch

Now things change

Gangsta Shit [RMX]

50 Cent

Bulletproof, Vol. 4

2008

Now, Nas, you love the kid, 50 on that killa shit
That big mobster bad man; BGF guerrilla shit
I'm marking my music like diesel on the block
So if you

Cent
Had to weigh down on the drank, me and Deno just dropped the scent

Had to cut off my lil' Wop , cause she was doin' sneaky shit
My new bitch don't

many losses
Smoke like I smoke nigga
Whatever
Woah, pressure
This feel like that 50 Cent 99 how to rob shit
Mama on me telling me nigga go get a job shit

drop you like a flour sack (God damn)
This is raw shit, coming straight from the heart
But I'm a master of it too 'cause I trained for my art
No pulling

them (dope)
I'm talkin' loud we gon' by him (come here)
Can't cook but I'm gon' fry him (bitch)
My advice, don't stand by him (he through)
Fifty

Got you counting from on to ten
And by the time you get up to nine, your ass is left behind
Cause you can't mess with the lyrical master rhymes
Send

shot
He'll see blood then see the crypt
(Crip) keeper if sticks chop my shit got
Punch after punch from the rip Aak
And t

lost a friend tonight
Jam Master Jay, rest in peace
I send my love to his family, 50 Cent y'all

I stay gangsta'd up
Niggas ain't got shit on me
And I

Ain't no pimpin over here back slap a bitch mane
50 Cent Bulletproof ain't no backing mane
I'm like the hulk big dog shit I'm holding my reign
All you

a good connect for you, okay, okay
(50 Cent)
Look bitch he can't treat you the way I do
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
I got a bunch of paper I

like 50 cent
Feel one X fuck up my chest and I had to go repent
Smoke one joint it had me on my ass and I say holy shit
I had one cup of Henny straight,

them
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm surrounded by many men
But see them boys ain't killing me
They treat me like Metro
If I don't trust you they go

like 50 sins
100 bands or 50 cents
Shit don't matter keep it 100 man
That's what's I tell me on my cloud
Yes I'm a humble man
Say it out loud
Make them

who am I to judge? 
I gave 50 cent to many men. Time went back had me looking at my watch like 
Don't be living your life by somebody time line.
Life's

We as Americans

Eminem

Straight from the Lab

2003

There's an intruder in my house
He cut my phone line, can't dial out (shit)
I scream for police, but I doubt
They're gonna hear me when I shout

911

Boo-Yaa T.R.I.B.E.

West Koasta Nostra

2003

hands where my eyes can see

Yo, everywhere we go people know we roll deep as fuck
Forty fifty Samoans, they knowin' when D-Bo was
50, Tweezy, Obie,

pussy, I got her out my mix

Ha, she what me to buy that BBL, pfft, it's a trick
We done put this shit on many men, ha, 50 Cent
You a ho, but you

50 cent, uh llod banks, uh
Young Buck, uh game Nigga' G-Unit

Haha it's easy man, it's easy man
Ay yo I switch my hustle
No more dice games dillemas

the gong or ring the bell
Pass my soul
I'm ready to sell
Made this music shit my dream
Switched up my whole damn team
Lost many men but I ain't 50 Cent
But I

content
You bent and and it only cost me
Some breath time and 50 cents
See a fucking dying breed
Don't let me go extinct
Let me fly high
Praise the boy who