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cent
Yeah
K9's with the hind legs burying dead bones
Stay high ain't no light breath watch where you step
If you stepping that a no no watch you die slow

was hungry I told her come eat on the dick
Im all bout the G-G-G-G's like I'm 50 Cent
My niggas so humble
They cleaning the plate when they finish

other words, worth nothing
Used, heirloom, appliances invite them in
Advice on rent by something leviathan, sigma phi
Signifies likenesses, but it should

girls snakes
What they be doing
Keep my circle small
Who gone answer that call
Willing To risk it all
It's really get rich
Or die trying
50 cent wasn't

to the masses
Your career is dead weight, that b**** really belongs in a casket
You hating on me n****, all you do is copy and paste
You ain't hard n****, heard

keep a lil Uzi
I keep a 50 inside of my clip
If he talking that shit knock some cents in his head
I'm just a lil bit shaky I ain't in da club
Cuz I know

Veskoppies emahlanyeni sweet no Mkatakata Freedom of expression, this is a lyrical Inkatha Bakakati got chicks bashaya iPhatha-Phatha Ngiwu 50 Cents in this

lovin' it
Carve a smile on his face now what's funny bitch
I laugh at my opps we ain't duckin' shit
I put one in his face like he 50 cent
I knock out all

as profound as an explosion
feeling lit like 50 cent I'm a genius in abundance I'm a beast flourishing in Florence with the adrenaline as I roam the streets

Wu-Tang, this loot be my new thing
I need pockets as deep as Mobb, bumping 50 Cent How To Rob
If shit go left, I'm getting low I hit the road
Fuck it you in

a bigger house 
it be the fakest ones who smile with the biggest mouth

If I got a dollar in my pocket and it's 2 of us 
Then I really got like 50 cents

ain't split the 50
Cent  then it's for sure

I split the cake
Wasn't much
Probably ain't fill you up
But I made sure you ate

I be tryin' to talk to God

Don't be scared to put your two cents
Into the machine might be so appreciated
They go from measly wages to holding keys to the safe
Picture sitting

Tryna win too many losses smoke like I smoke niggas whatever life is dead ready
This feel like that 50 cent 99 how to rob shit my mom was telling me

G'D Up

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

When I'm hangin' out the window wit that AK filling ya punk ass wit holes

[50 Cent]
Cocaine, heroin, ecstasy, marijuana, 
I'm new on that greyhound

Yea, whatever, no question, project destined
Yo, what the hell is with you people
Are you all incoherent? Fifty years old
And still be living with your

Aye
Aye
Bow bow
What it do Nate
You ready? (Yeah)
Alright hold up hold up hold up think we got one there

(Aye) Twenties and fifties and hundreds
We

a question and I
Need the answer on the spot
That bitch you with she like you
Or she like what you got
It's 50 Cent and M-O-B-B breath easy
We ain't finna kill

dead)
Better off dead (better off)
Better off dead (without you by my side)
I'd be better off dead
I tried to replace her, but I found no replacer
So just

history of hip-hop
From way way back
(His martha gupa's?) Hip-Hop Father
Charlie Ahern Wild Style
And 50 Cent's Fifty and More
I used to read this to my

friendly n follow what's trending
You a one cent and imma hundred fifty
I left ya in ya feelings
Dead presidents stacking to the ceiling
C notes and benjis

to discern if its really that worth it,
50 cents on the dollar goes to your furnace,
Why is it we working, we dead or in prison, 
Or left with decisions

to the grave where you noticed I was gay uh huh, uh huh

An ice cream truck
Drives my way by
Popsickle sticks for 50 cents man
My mouth is blue
I lost my keys

ain't breaking loose

These niggas be lemons on God they be sour
I'm feeling like fifty cent I got the power
I Run my own business fuck paid by the hour