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don't see so my whip it keep a tint
You a bitch, the only blood you got was on you're period
Bitch my flow is heaven-sent, boy, y'all niggas 50 Cent
Spin

don't want it, goin' bat shit
Back me up or I'm gon' tag you, clap your ass like I was 50 Cent
I'm massive, bitch
i dont wanna go home, wanna be there

and I don't need advance
Come out the party and hit many man
Scoring my way all the way till the end
She want me to change like I got 50 cents

We go

so they call me pilot
I'm getting rich but won't die trying like 50 Cent
I put Billion Dollar Records a billion dollars in debt
And no matter what

bullet-proof like fuckin 50 Cent
She some pretty shit she keep her nails done and stay on 10
I'm on some different shit, she thought lil Two was 'finna pay her

shit that's many men
Shoutout 50 Cent, he a mad man

Bitch you know I'm cappin
I ain't from the hood,
I be rappin
All these hoes think I'm rich, bitch

smile let me step up my hustle
Momma pray for her child
Cause' 50 Cent won't get you power in this big rich town
never more alive than riding on the side

[50 Cent]

ay , yo we can't stay alive forever,
so if the shit hits tha fan then we might as well die together, im hi as ever, more hoe's and more

my circle
The ones that acting phony
Hard as fuck, put it on cement
Card of luck, peachy be my scent
Pimp on God, call me 50 Cent
Cadillac, tell me how

ride
This just first releases
Tell em papi outside
Like 50 cent
Getting rich or die trying
That or Mr West
I'll testify to touch the sky
If you asking,
I

and
I'm wondering why
She loves my body and
I love her scent
The day you left
I wonder where you went
You know I'm the man
Like 50 cent
Our love fresh

pioneer paving the way
Eminem, 50 Cent, I've been""Patiently Waitin'""
Now the time finally came to throw my name in ya face
Like BRAP
Wasiu, nigga I'm in

ignorant just like 50 Cent with his post
Niggas posting all online
So when you slide you under arrest
That nigga corny he a bitch
That nigga telling on his

dicky, dicky (Bang)
Call me cent how I'm stacking up these fifty's fifty's (Ay, ay)
We big like Giza
Call me pussy pleaser (Pleaser) (Giza)
I am evil
Shoot

state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit

50-something
But he acts 20-something reminds me
Of an old Mafia guy
Then there's Coach! The guy that
Likes guys you know
It had to be one of those but
He can

it
Say you a boss nigga what the business?
Say you a boss if really get it
Hundreds and fifties, fifties and hundreds
Commas on commas on commas

Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When

bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me

New York, New York

Grandmaster Flash & the Furious Five

The Best of Sugar Hill

1995

But I'm down by law and I know my way around

Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha) 
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!

A castle

in holy water and take lighting showers
Use Posiedons wife blouses as a towel and by now ya 
Wondering just how the fuck I do just what I do...

50

(Mmmmh, mmmmm, mmmm)
(Bigshot)
(Bringin this, man fuck that this that real nigga shit man)
(Shoutout Waka)
(Bitch we go hard in the paint)
We go hard

to stream
If I had a nickel for every time I gave two cents on a song then I'd be MrBeast
Please
TF3, What would you be without me
Not in your prime
They just

track
Had to smoke me a opp took em right off the map
YEA stayed out the scene never had to act
Shoutout my pops always knew we could rap, had to turn