Lyrics:
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MC's get got
Comin ta tangle from wild angles
Get mangled
Buck fifty game is blow you
Till ya moms won't know you
It take 2 cheap niggaz just
(X2)]
Y'all niggaz is penny pinchin betta getcha shit right,
For deez two young niggaz buy up all da ice,
It started from servin bikes to trucks wit door
rocked for death
Driveby's pain in eyes painting black lines
All the way live
Guns in the sky
Move and die
Survivin' niggaz leave you left for death
One in
y'all niggaz is stop frontin
'Cause 50 say pop somethin', I'm gon pop somethin', what up?
(50 Cent)
Don't make me send a nigga to you, 16 shot ruger
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
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
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
50 for me 50 for all my niggaz
Yo, we be going 50/50
I
our faces when you won't
G-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit
[50 Cent]
Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am Loco
Betta than soso the games in
chased by the fat cat
The muthafucka tryin to run it in the hole
Ain't goin, a muthafucka betta hold that shit
We young niggaz don't hold that shit
If you
dollar rather drunk or sober
Nigga talkin' thug walkin' all through yo' squad
Y'all niggaz scared by a dog, I got my fo'-fo' for y'all
It's like a hot,
fifty cents
The ghetto got me crazy, I smell daisies
But I can't die tonight my old lady's pregnant with a baby
Tupac said there's a heaven foe a G
But I
Betta think shit twice
Sacrificing wen you livin that life
Onna move they ain't packin shit light
My nigga meet the yunginz
Rubberbann
They tried to trick
Yeah
It's Shady, ha ha (woo)
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit (ha ha)
Here we go again
Yeah (what? Huh-huh, ha ha)
Does it make you mad when I
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
they get is 50 cent franks
And papayas, from the village to the tele
Time to kill it on your belly no question
I got more black chicks between my
Damme,
Yuk,
You ain't tryin' to see me boy, (boy)
Yo nigga Numskull be drinkin like a sailor (sailor, sailor),
You niggaz betta stick to smokin'
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
that my old man wasn't,
Out came a total fear of catchin cases, litigation,
niggaz playa hatin, got me crooked in all 50 states,
I'm screamin DEATH ROW,
up
Tell em they betta call back up
When it's game time we don't play fair
We gon make time you just say where
You roll straight by we go straight there
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot
hard , breaking sweats
Moving cocaine
Shootouts daily
Break in yo shyt
Niggaz be brazy
Talkin dat shyt
Betta watch how you
Move around me
I ain't
[H] Yeah
[50] Yeah
[H] It's real, it's real
[50] Yeah
[H] Got 'em
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Bump that - niggaz try to stunt on my clique
Then when I get
wit the AK-47
Anybody tryna git the muthafuckin' blessin'
They betta not mess wit mine cuz I'm tellin'
Any you niggaz run up again
That it ain't no
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