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rich or Die trying he was discussing it
He ain't have 50 Cent but he had a fucking vest
We not suppose to question God then who we question God
All
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
followers on Twitter
I'd like to live in a world where the quality of one's music isn't predetermined by their number of Spotify streams
The head of A&R
guac
If you tryna play both sides of this power struggle, here's 50 cents, go call up Tareq
Im like Giannas, a freak with these words, you reek
to death and stripped, all over a bitch
Now it's 50 MC's that ain't worth shit
Get ya ass kicked 50 times, beat to 10 cent
I love New York, but the niggas
a circular from the Amalgamated Aluminum Company
Of America inquiring into his awing needs.
At least they cared enough to write.
It was a New York
the Edelsons lawn for a dollar
fifty and had checked the mailbox to see if there was at least a word from
Marsha. There was nothing but a circular from
Cuurtis, uh, rewind it DJ
Cuurtis, you ain't 50, 50 Cent's from BK
Cuurtis, yep, he deserve to be nervous
Cuurtis, damn, show some courtesy Curtis
(Repeat)
[Angie Martinez]
Let's get it on it's Angie Mar' reportin live from the streets
From Y.O. to Philly and Harlem to Q.B.
When it drops it's game over,
Fifty cents to kick it oh it's so wicked
Wu-Tang is Wu York, hell up in the pyramid
Tabernacles catch fire within the apple
Tabernacles catch fire
back and forth across the border like Mexicans
But I'm running like New York pedestrians
Trying not to scuff my Nike Air checks again
It's funny how
on
I got shorts at my short bitch house
Timbs at my New York bitch house
I got steak at my Texas bitch house
Bitch got three titties from Ohio
We in
for[00:42.67]Tried new things with different groups of friends[00:44.39]Met new people, sealed up tough ends[00:46.05]Caught up with people from a while
New York City he needs a break from LA's
Relentless sunshine, he says, and right
Now Manhattan is giving him exactly
That: The rain is coming
Down in
back
What the fuck is 50 cent is what Jigga said
Look at yourself
Even now I'm diggin up the dead
Get some help, all you had left was 1 buck
You lost
21 questions
This nigga think he 50 cent
I'm permanently always on vacation
I'm shooting long range and I did it
I copped that new Range and I dipped
laughing
They high from sniffing coke off a twenty-cent Andrew Jackson
City lights spark a New York night
Rossi and Martini sipping, Sergio Tacchini
shoot, it leave ya stomach look like hot Jamaican food
I ain't in it til its cracking, live by Ronald Regan rules
I play it cool, and those the reasons why
your kids out like a babysitter
I'm a grown man, but I'm young in the mindstate
Live in every borough but New York my tri state
Test me, you nothing
trapped in a man's body
To the extent that he fits artificial webbed-wings on his back
And lives a nocturnal lifestyle
In a cave hanging from the ceiling
Eric Garner in New York and then Baltimore
Look at Chicago with Drill
Music youngins they
Gunnin' and dying by the minute
Shout out to churches that
Deep
and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga,
Came from the country, dirty south get it nigga,
Feds trying to question me, they run up in my hotel,
They said
the city
Shirt up, I'm putting my name on her titty
Turn up, New York to Philly
It's Zach Zinn, I'm going fifty for fifty
Way up I'm messing with these
they knowin´ when D-Bo was
50 , Tweezy , Obie there won't be no hoe in us , they pop shit like they gon´ do shit but no one does
From New York down
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