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Been down bad but the Lord brought me back up
Now I tell them demons and them ghosts time to pack up
Running for my God so I got to run them stats up

bitch

Blossom with the buttercup and I ain't talkin flowers
You can keep that Remy I just like the money showers
These n*ggas worth 50 cent claiming they

the wall like every week
Famous city by the sea
The streets was cold I felt the breeze
I rose from out the ruins
Broke the mold and they neglected me
Hitting

Shticks of One and Half a Dozen of the Other

Allan Sherman

My Son, the Greatest: The Best of Allan Sherman [CD]

1988

weighs eighteen stone
(That's two hundreds fifty six pounds)
I don't mind her fat but,
It's not only that but,
She's cockeyed and muscle-bound, Molly

of YouTube channels to see me react
Want me to bleed, follow their lead, then never come back (back)
But I don't see none of y'all names on one of my plaques

encore me faire perdre tout mon temps eh[00:27.50]Allô position bébé faut pas perdre mon temps[00:30.85]Je sais qu'tu m'entend qu'est-ce que tu attends

Gatto be a better man
Gatto follow God's plan
Family relying on me
Heaven got their eyes
On me
Gatto be a better man
Gatto follow God's plan
Family

Hit the Block

T.I.

Part 3: When the North and South Collide

2007

five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that

By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac

and fifties
Yeah
(More hundreds and fifties)
Amen

Ever since I was a youngin'
I just wanted some money
(Hey)
Now I got me some money
(Hey)
I'm gettin' money

feelin like Drizzy
Reppin my city, feelin like 50
I got some fire, so we gettin litty
Bitches in love, they blowin me kissies
Lettin me fuck & give me out

niggas then I got they help
But I'm still never backing down from shit
Spend a nigga block
Spend a nigga bend
Fuck it get the strap like I'm fifty cents

when it's not

Yeah, I hate when you play by the rules when I'm not
How could I trust you be creepin' on me
I be fucked up in my, I be sippin' on that
So

loop
Can't give every hoe dick I ain't generous
Keep a strap like I'm Ellen Degeneres
Twenty on the receipt you tip 50 cent
I tip 50% I can't penny pinch

like 50 Cent when drop many Men
Living everyday and I'm shooting for The stars Backwood filled with MAC 1 I'm on mars
Everybody turnt they back on me

on me 
This that leave Her lonely
Get it by my lonely 
Heard the top feel lonely
All i know i want it 
All i know i want it 

This that 3rd degree
This

Yesh Yesh Ya'll

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

into the crowd
I wanna see who the fuck gettin' loud
Who the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond,

Yesh Yesh Ya'll

Redman

Muddy Waters

1996

the fuck runnin' off at their mouth?
I let my nigga 50 Cent knock that ass out
Word bond, bitches talkin' bout pourin out Cristal
And Dom P they better stick

U Know What It Is

Young Jeezy

The Inspiration: Thug Motivation 102

2006

Can
I started makin' dollars then it started makin' cents
I used to share my room with the roaches and the rats
My lil' cousin Paul and my uncle, Po'

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

ride with Ja)
Follow me (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
Keep my mesh vest as Pac's vest

Come get me
If you mothafuckers want Shady
If Pac was still here

about how they did me
Yeah
Everybody 'cept for Boosie, 50 Cent and Dave Chapelle
Ain't none of them niggas I helped get 'em Billboard helped me out

glitch
(baow, baow, baow)
50 Cent aka the magic stick (grrah)

All black, one gunman
John Wick, that's a bad man
All black, one gunman john Wick (baow)
All

get the crown yet
To be a king
That I'm destined To be
the king I'm supposed to be
Or Imma die trying
Like 50 cent
Imma get rich or die trying

Getting

follow me like
Forever people just don't anticipate
The effects of the slitting I'm spitting things to relate
All this is doing is numbing the temporary