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brudda, my brudda, my brudda
You ain't never had to go half on 50 cent cakes
He ain't never slept in the same bed from head to toe but opposite ways
Now I

Go blind, how that work?
And if I tell you, I ain't ever loved would you believe me?
And If I pay you 50 cents could you answer all my questions?
My

that rude boy, bad boy, comin from the ville

Step to the Boot Camp, somebody get killed by me

The T-O-P, D-O-G, or my nigga Mr. S-T-R-A-N-G

Some of ya

gangster
Gotta live by the code
Never fold
Whip them Sto's
Bitches hoes my heart froze
Lost the homies and I never was
The same that's the facts
How you

Soopaman Luva 3

Redman

XXX Hip Hop

2003

I was, flyin through the motherfuckin sky
With my blunt full of lye, boom-ba-zee on fire
Code name beez the Soopa-Man cock my Luger
Blast your state

Birds

Richie Rich

The Game

2000

Nigga, dollar fifty rocks, nigga
On the real, I had eighty cent rocks

Cession at da Doghillee

Smif-N-Wessun

Dah Shinin'

1995

killed by me
The T-O-P, D-O-G, or my nigga Mr. S-T-are-A-N-G
Some of ya niggas be tryin' to pull the trigga
But I figure, I could bust that ass just

about a dolla ya you know I got bucks wit me 
Used to window shop up at the mall wit cents 50 
But Now I stunt hard have the whole hood fuck wit me 
Like

the stove
Live and die by code saying death before dishonor and it's money over hoes
Tell everybody I'm heating up got the club packed like everybody was

a peacoat
Big shades on like I'm CeeLo
You green so mean telling me I ain't a G
But I abide by the me code
Stop stressing me
S.C.A.G.S. let me smoke my weed

and asparagus, come from America’s
Land of the free, but home the terrorist
This shit is serious, law look mysterious
Fifty G’s in Adidas sweats, all she smells is

speisen à la carte
Speedboat, die Schöne an meiner Seite ich turn' Beast Mode
Lifestyle Dangerous, leben nach dem G Code
Gs auch in Real Life von Economy

Where da Hoes At

E.S.G.

Shinin' n' Grindin'

1999

sheezy number one top ten
I'm on fire, can't sleep on the E
Everyday Street Gangsta that's E.S.G.
And I'm swanging and banging
Thinking throwed, fifty

early morning late flight
I pop a 50 just so I can type
I seen a milli know I'm her type
I'm seeing angels I know I could fly
I was always outside
I was

gotta live by one rule 
Remind myself every day not to dress like you 
Y'all ain't making no noise, who the fuck is ol' boy?
Big boss, I'll hold my

own code, I'm a play by my rules
We ain't soul tied, don't stay and cry
I was the one you used to like
I was your man I am that guy and baby it was you,

Pull Tha Cars Out

Method Man

Wu Block

2012

line like private events in airports
And live by the code I'mma bust mine
Word, tunes, start shorty while I got a tongue in my ear
Don't get a stain

for ten-cents an hour

We don't play by no rules
We don't play by no rules

[Lloyd Banks]
I need the cake nigga
G-Unit dont play
we rap but we strapped
Buck got the shotgun
50 got the mack
Spida got the streeper
and u bound

at
All right Ma, I checked out all my niggas then we jetted
With fifty balls a piece brought a piece for unleaded
Smokin' blunts forty ouncin', G and P

the bankrolls
Big steppa I'm clumsy
Raised off 50 cent nutties
I was a kid like Cudi
Just tryna get cuddi
Leave them pigs no evidence
I done seen killers snitch

AMG

Kay One

J.G.U.D.Z.S.: Jung Genug Um Drauf Zu Scheissen

2015

Fifty Shades of Kay
Misch' Moloko mit Grey Goose, nehme mit, was geht
Das sind fünfhundert PS, also geh' mir aus dem Weg, yeah

Das ist ein AMG, alles

my nigga, you can ass it
My accessorize accessories bring
Out my assets
Nigga they sound on acid, tablets
Stussy’s G-Shock with my custom
Pair of 3D

her 2 cents
See I'm just cruising 
I'm Dodging old my h***
I keep giving y'all my old flows 
But this shit here is newer than an infant 
They like it's