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czas,
Fuck them opps, double guap, calm as buddha
Ciężko pracuje, by mieć legacy jak Weezy Baby,
Za Twoją zwrotę mogę dać Ci tylko 50 baby,
I tak

Call me 50 cent you know I ain't scared to kill many men
Yo free all my dawgs that's in the pen
Stay loyal to the gang until the end
If the Feds ask

spend it then I make it back not even fazed
Led astray, inner dialogue been self inflicting pain
Fuck
Where's the spliff let me let it blaze
Tricks all up

on the same page
Don't love no hoe just like Sasuke
Like 50 cent get rich or die trying
Beat niggas up just like myke Tyson
Independent no I ain't never signing

life thought I was worthless 
Never knew what my worth was 
Take a look inside my soul where the hurt is 
For 50 cent and you ain't gotta call me Curtis

now we ride around with choppas with the seat up
And bitch I'm taking all your shit, 100 percent this ain't no prenup
And bitch I feel like 50 cent I

it was driving to a job nigga
To make six dollars and 50 cents an hour
Cus I told myself I gotta be here to come up
I gotta stay down to come up
Do you

played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
She called me 50 Cent and Chris Brown all rolled into one
She wanted some of my genes, so she

I do a 50cent get rich or Die trying
I got a motto
Get rich or die young i hate trying
I go in for it ,spend nights on the street ,in the cold i go in

end hated on by many men
And I need a G for a unit like I'm 50 Cent
Double up for the rent make it triple cop the bent
Nigga talking about he play wit

The god is here to give blessing
Refuse everything he is giving
You need to learn I'm not kidding
Listen to Big, DMX, Jay Z, Pac, 50 Cent
Rick Ross, Cube,

got trust issues, trust issues
You be playing games, can't fuck with you
(Feen)
Black boy moving with that pack
Flip a pack, just to get it back
Keep it

New York City!
You are now rapping, with 50 Cent
You gotta love it,
I just wanna chill and twist a lot
Catch suns in my 7-45
You drive me crazy

on some leverage
Bunch of super teenies all up in the fridge
50 cent for a big burst and a bag of chips
There was a lot to think about but nothing happening

ever knew leave my side
Asking moms for 50cent just to get a icee
Hitting the block wit my guys everyday was dicey
I wonder if I got locked up would

Now it's big face time and I'm Balling on niggas baseline
It's on the wasteline
50 cent that nigga I'll let him taste 9
Then ima chase mine can't breath

a raise over 50 cent
This is Curtis
You ain't gotta lie
Soar when I don't try to fly
I came to rock and make my old hoes get lower than ankle socks
That's

together 50 Cent, less Five-Percenter
All of my niggas to my left, Curt tell these niggas
(Tell these niggas what man, Tell these niggas what)

Uh huh, Im

say i got power like 50cent I can't fuck with these niggas
I'm celibate
Ima rockstar this shit
Got me hella lit
All the bitches come thru
We get hella

Motherfucker looking like I'm about to kill it like you never seen a white boy on the Mother fucking mic kill the skillet like

Call me fifty cent the way I walk

remember when all I had was 50 cent
They praying on my downfall, many men
All my life I had to fight and if a pig on my neck
The 4'5 knocking hairs off his

a settlement
You need to go to church, you niggas ain't heaven sent,
I wish death on them, I feel like I'm 50 cent
They wish death on me, you know what I meant,

(Say something crazy)
(Wait what?)
Dirty dancing by myself riding solo
Fuck your Instagram I do not want no photos
Keep my dubs on the low low
Cold

your rent
If it wasn't for they mommas, niggas be livin' in a tent
I can fuck her off my name, I ain't gotta pay a cent
Tell me what I look like, paying