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want no one on one
New belanci on my arm
She like Meech you talk too much
All you do is talk shit
All I know is chalk shit
Take you to my office
Take you

him, hit me with some shit dat slap
And I ain't working for nobody im my own boss,
Real shit, I flip a 50 like a coin toss
(Yea)
You don't really want

deep shit
Listen! I've gotta go but meet me after school
I'll be waitin' by the back 'round two, k?
Got it Hil!
The boy's so fair have fun with it
Third

know how much a scale would cost. You know, 50 bucks, 80 bucks, $6 and 99 cents, $6.99. And go, even if it's off by 30 pounds. Who cares? 

I said for

with him
Showed me 50 Cents "Many Men"
He said they got him once but fucked up cos he ain't dead so he ain't done yet
On and on
And everyone I need in

it home (that did not make it home, gang)

Traumatized by the block, I gotta think a lot (yeah)
Thug stimulate your mind, I'm on some ventin' shit

pain Perc's pharmacist
Rid this pain my Perc's on fifty
Can never feel shitty
I’m running this town feel like Diddy
I’m moving so fast and so shifty

tell me what I’m not 
I ain’t gonna stop 
Ya I got this shit on lock 

Like the boy got keys to the city 
Get rich or die tryn’ like 50
Same number same

My rhymes will split must be a glass I spit
I’m MGK but you say I’m losing aye
I could make 50K just by moving aye
I might be the greatest but no billy

will pass a fist  
My rhymes will split must be a glass I spit

I’m mgk but you say im losing aye
I could make 50K just by moving aye
I might be

here
Ayo
This game is all I ever wanted from
The second I heard that 50 album, I kinda felt like this shit is what got me hooked
Illmatic, Mathers

baby
Uh, come on y'all
It's still y'all same old dawg
Surviving Sickle Cell like bullets to the jaw
Fifty Cent power, for this shit I should get paid by

home
They say if you can make it in New York
You can make it anywhere
Shit I made it out Ohio
Too many dead friends to count
Put it on the bible
Life

to be good enough
I lost a friend tonight jam Master Jay!
Rest In Peace! I send my love to his family!
50 Cent y'all!

I I I I stay gangsta'd up -
Niggas

the zip
I just grabbed a new fit
We some niggas making hits
We some niggas getting rich
Im in love with this shit
Oh im in love with this shit
I got fifty

What Else You Need To Know

The LOX

Filthy America...It's Beautiful

2016

was wack
Wrote a verse, next day I brought New York back
I was cool with that LOX shit, no solo plans
That's why every song you heard was just my

wouldn't do this shit again
Should've called you 50 Cent, cause you fucking many men
Yeah let's go
Now I moved on
I remember I would check your page, see

and New Jack wassup when I crossover
There ain't no coming back
Take a hit of this
This is what I’ve been cooking
Perfect product, customer good looking

the times he don't wanna talk
I don't want your two cents, you better keep it with your thoughts
Brody in a new jail, I need the key for all the locks
For

me
These same old people that don't wanna be with me
My troubles and struggles make no cents like it's 50
So are you real or are you with me?
Cause

on top of it
Yeah I Just copped a new piece
A 'hunnit fifty thousand on me
On some other shit
Nah nah nah
Oh nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah nah
I'm

by my rules 
My cousin a felon he still keep 5 tools 
Buss a Uee see a opp hi fool 
Got the slick back wit a pocket knife like its the 50s 
Get Rich

50 Cent:

I don't know what u heard about me
But a bitch can't get a dollar out of me
No Cadillac, no perms u can't see
That I'm a motherfucking

you outta luck
Think I'm already takin by demons and drugs
I pull off in the lamb I pull off in the whip
That girl off of the Molly she losing her shit