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to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
Fifty Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never

to where D-Bo left off
Metallic A little I rock a
Bow 'n' Aero Smith 'n' Wesson
50 Cents for M&M's
That's an Easy E, I get the kind of grades you never see

act gangsta when around me
Overly dedicated yeah I O.D
School first, music then I proceed
Snakes in the grass better watch closely
Two sides to a story

dead and gone by dead and gone logic?
50 still booboo, powered on top?
Focused on the past, not after they popped

Clipse showin u, past clips of his

guitars are 6 foot two
Canadian-made blades chromium blue
Canoeing stories to be told about music and gold
They're paddling stories
Play your paddles

Getcha Getcha

Nelly

Sweat

2004

something, you know what I'm on 

[Chorus]

[Nelly]
I get a hundred-fifty thou' to make the crowd go (Ho!)
I might fly by you in that Diablo (Hey!)
I'm

flint
Yeah I smoke and stay gone but I know where I been
And 50 cent song got me dodging many men
The d on my hate is David in the lions den
Plus I knew

Glee
Just got off the phone was talking music with bro bro YZ
And why you talking shanking a man it's only hand to hand by me
I feel like Mario

I got
Music that's on fire
I got
Couple lil bandz that get me by yeah
Watch out
Cause your bitch wanna get me higher
And I'm in
Cause my life it got

Cent jesteś gangster? Daj ognia
Póki cię nie zawoła z okna siostra na obiad
Jaka prawda jest podła nie ma dla bloków króla
A te pięćdziesiąt centów lata

pussy, I got her out my mix

Ha, she what me to buy that BBL, pfft, it's a trick
We done put this shit on many men, ha, 50 Cent
You a ho, but you

Everybody
Get They Ride On
50 Strong
There a war going on
cmerica
Im telling ya
My Story rough
My Neighborhood tough
One Good thing
cbout Music When its hit

those bars up...
That's versatility
Those who those who really like you
Will proceed to come by you
And Those who like you
Not your music
They gone slide

and stop my cash count
I snapped they start disappearing like fifty cents eye brows
How that sound
I'm in a glass house you throwing stones at me
All my shit

played my music in her ears, she was in love with my tunes
She called me 50 Cent and Chris Brown all rolled into one
She wanted some of my genes, so she

to the bank
I got money, got bands
I got 50, no cents
She say to spend it, i said I can’t
All of my clothes, designer brand
I got this green, feel like plant
I

Portrait of the Artist as a Hood

3rd Bass

Derelicts of Dialect

1991

the days
Young strays, posted at the L.Q. on Friday's
Waitin for Dice to give the go ahead
Hawkin 50 cent, puttin heads to bed
for a herringbone hear

Dj red alert, he's down with us
Robocop boy, he's down with us
Makin' funky music is a must i'm number one
People still takin' rappin' for a joke

and fighting sleep over nothing that was ever learned
Making an exit 'fore the party's getting over
Barely making 50 cents but I'm still fighting like a soldier

or the single
They just tear it up on Spotify
Fifty million streams but
You're stressing about
Suddenly missing out on some cents, right?
I'll be damn lucky if I

50 cent
I ain’t even worth a cent but I’m heaven sent
I’m hellbent on getting it on
By the bar I see a black blonde
(As I approach)
Hello ma’am, you

Yo
You gonna witness my music, confusin' ways
Who in the sake of God would introduce my name
I've been secluded and viewed as a true insane
Ludicrous

denken, sie sind fifty Cent
MCs in Germany blasen in Michigan
Lass die Straße brenn', das ist FFM
Mainhattan, Messer in dein Arsch
Los, wehr' dich mit

feet
She’s my best friend like 50cent said
Not one gangster out there cannot say that he wasn’t breastfed
Homie put that gun away, I know you a thug okay