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what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now

(50 Cent)
Yo 
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now

(50 Cent)
Yo 
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
Baltimore City, New York City
You are now rockin' to the sounds of your girl, Lil' Mo
You can't hate on me
'Cause I just wanna chill and take a ride
and Dame
Niggas don’t know I stay flexin’ on ya dame
And that bitch gave me the ass
She gave me the brain

Until 50 cent run up and take your chain
He ain’t
Won't you dance with me 

Yes I read it in the New York Times 
That was on the stands today 
It said that dreams were out of fashion 
We'll hear no
socialable, nigga we too disposable
If I get close to you it's probably to dispose of you quicker
Go 'head, try something live or die by these numbers
I'd
they math
Bitches ain't half cut up crack up in the stash
50 Cent Italian, icy flow
This is that Run-and-Get-a-Dollar-for-The-Ice-Cream-Cone
Cause they
with ha

I lost my top and dropped my opp right before I shook the scene
You got the same fit on this me can't make it look it's clean
Ain't 50 cent my
nigga do
(what's up?)
New York City's pharaoh, potato on the barrel
Shell-case muffle, make me come touch you
I finger-fuck my firearm, we intimate
I'm
to me or call me dad
I will always be here for you however I can
But if you ever get bored or have any questions, man
Come by for a while
Or you can even
in Hollywood cause I remember when I had 50 Cent, up In Da Club
All my life I knew I was major, I don't need no major
I don't even write rhymes, I
like an ATM
My lil' niggas rockin' soldier rags like they Soulja Slim
Thick lil' bitch from New York named Kim, all she rock is Timbs, look
Niggas
Sandler was
Fuckin' in the first 50 Dates
That's kind of a low blow I shouldn't
Have made fun of that car crash
That was some hard shit to live through
But
lay
It's hard to survive nigga or
The high where you stay
I'm important like the Pope
I'm the king of New York
I'm live from South Central
I'm a Muslim
V4.2 Fanny 
My only purpose, to beat the cattle barons from obtaining financial gain. 
V5 Husband 
A worthy cause, for sure, my dear. But, one day’s
mothafuckas outta yo' mind?
We them niggas who be holdin' it down
Half of the reason you live
Other fifty percent of the reason you frown

Behind the back you
rapper tryin' to mimic him
And that's what really rose up out of Michigan,
The sign of white rapper by the name of 50 Cent, ha!

You would never know
The time has come, we gotta expand, the whole operation
Distribution, New York, Chicago, L.A.
We gotta set our own market, and enforce it
want to live you got to say a prayer
New York welcome to my hood
I'm a show you all what's really good
Welcome to my hood
Death in the air
If you want
must be a better way
There must be a quicker way
21, good looking from New York

Custom built to make good business talk (It makes the women talk)
the cracks by habit, that's a position that I done mastered
Exercise my mind, if they got questions, I got answers
Stand to scrape to the sky, 'cause my
why
It's not necessarily because you're lazy
But because of what's engraved in your brains by those crazy
Commercials and advertisements from
another knot
Keep your bank on swolle and your honey in the pot, bitch

Because I can back it I can't help but talk shit
Feeling like 50 Cent when he

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