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Ready 4 War

Lil C

S.L.A.B., Vol. 3

2006

niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change

to keep
'Cause if you ain't getting money when
You call you get the beep
She can't pick up the phone your
Broke ass she leave a message
And my guess is

Is that I’m here forever
And that’s only because I know that I’m leaving my message
It’s not to wake up work a nine to five
And struggle to get by even

drained
For fifty cent I seen a couple niggas change
I done seen a nigga chasing fame turn into a lame
They keep on asking why Queso cannot be tamed
Cause

Riding
Behind tint
You shouldn't be
Making no moves
You Behind on rent
Feeling like fifty cent
Bumping that many men
No conversation
Unless it's

Forever

Eightball & MJG

Living Legends: Chopped and Screwed

2004

as long as the message reach us we all fill up the bleachers
I'm the MJG, I get in yo' shit
I ain't trying to run yo' clique, that be your friend so quick

Had to use the rent for the pack
Had to flip a cent to a stack
Had to do my dance like jack
Had to take a chance while it lasts
Man I had to get this

scent
The day you left
I wonder where you went
And I'm the man, like 50 Cent
Our love fresh as hell, yellow peppermint
M.I.A M.I.A M.I.A (Yeah, yeah)
Baby

Niggas owe me I'm aggravated when you making a payment
I need every cent don't stay wit mama paying full rent
Saying shit like it got spent can get yo

I had 50 cents
Onna bag of chips
Had to spend the shit
I'm legit
I get money quick
We buy everything
Everybody want a couple cents when I'm coming in

We Don't Care

Kanye West

The College Dropout

2004

Oh yeah, I got the perfect song for the kids to sing
And all my people that's

Drug dealin' just to get by
Stackin' money 'til it get sky high

put one inside his contact lens

Stay locked in like chains 4L know I'm standing on bizz

Death wished on me by many men 
But I ain't 50 cent feel like

hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up

pull a fast one

Fifty cent flashin they hate us wit a passion

Mashin, still fresh in three-day old fashion

Your plaid, I'm stripes, together we be

news
Walking dollar sign I cant keep it in the piggy bank
S and P 500 I get 10 percent on this
They judge me by my medicine cant even fuck with this
I

Hot 97 blazing hip hop and R&B you now
Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo

It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I'm

Trolling
Yall niggas talking bout muhfucking 50 cent
Yea so what im A old head
Yall didnt know that this nigga the king of rap
He just aint fucking

favorite rapper, dude, you know she likes a pretty gent
You love when my shit drop 'cause I got more game than 50 cent
Don't ask me where I been; I know I'm

a man by the name of Gray
Flour was fifty cents for a twenty four pound bag
Now it's a dollar and a half beside
Just like a skinnin' off a flea for

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

the sky tryin' to blast sun
Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin' they hate us with a passion
Mashin', still fresh in three-day

lika gatherin

So dont be playn with me 
Uan got no sense (cents)
Uan tough you jus playn fifty
Nigga im the one 
Fuck a two 
Understand nigga
Gon

to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes

Marvel hit man nigga, D on the beat Ay yo, you sell these motherfucking rocks on these niggas dawg Just to get that money right, just to get by You

a minute
That's three dollars fifteen cents
For a fifteen minute call
Do the math
Three hundred minutes a month that we get
Times twenty one cents
That's