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people tent to throw it back in your face[00:19.94]And they can't keep up with the pace nowadays[00:21.66]So I leave em like they did me[00:23.18]And I
Y'all niggas hangin by a thread
Cut off the loose ends
I need me a fuckin M
Don't need no new friends
I need me a fuckin M
Don't need your two cents
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have some fun is why she’s breaking all the rules
50/50 on the dash, I hit the gas, we sliding through
Said the night is pretty young like mamas what you
- When you over in American Samoa, whatâ?¦what surprised you the most?
- I guess what hit me the most is the condition of the factory that
A S A P, F E R G
Big Tigger, I'm jigga, and you know me, D
(ay)
Lamborghini dreams, bitch I mean what I say
Do it for a purpose, you just her by mistake
Put
Cinnamon kisses
Busy Give me ten Better yet fifty
Cents Bout to spend all of pennies
Shit I’m just lit Those were my fifties
Bankrupt
Get ya bank up
Can’t
Finna ramshack her off a perc 30, in a zip up hoodie
Talkin' 'bout man I can't get the pussy, man this bitch funny
I just drank a line raw, got my lips
solidified that I'm a fuck up and I admit
That I can't give you time a dime not even couple of cents
Aim right between your eyes and change your mind and make
long jazz, fifty cents
eighty-five percent with no parole in parenthesis
the north memphis president, here to set the record straight
rob, steal, kill,
to bang my shit
I gotta add my fifty cent to give your bitch the magic stick
Lil baby this Drip too hard with that wave you drown on
No I'll never bite my
too bad that you was bluffing
I see you and I feel nothing
I held grudges
I was bugging
I ain't lying
I'm a human by design
Fifty deep
Yeah
What it mean
I can't waste no time
Won't stop the beat
If the beat done drop
Step by step I'm
Reaching my target
I got it locked
When I check myself i'm good
I
don't get far and you won't fit that shoe
Hey, hey, hey, hey, I know
I got rules, I'm gunna break them
I got friends, I can't make them
celebrate the Astros
Millon dollar checks can't wait to cash those
I got money
I got power
I cant waste an hour
Hunnid fifties
Different cities
White girl
a foursome, pussy, that's triple oral
My chains so deep down in the ocean, I see shrimp and coral (yeah)
Boy, your watch a forty-one, I do fifty or more
I
a quail-o then I lay low
Inside a mansion, Nokay-do
50 cents Fake-o Bay-bro
No see's in my lie
I need weed to get high
I need cheese to get by
After
my spirit
Can't say that im ready to spare it
I feel involved cause all of my brothers
Got felonies hanging by threads
Cant speak on the blood that
At 3:47, more than one hundred and fifty rounds of ammunition
Were fired into your apartment
Which was about two hundred yards away
A few moments
then you don't know, dat's dat
Shit, a dollar outta fifteen cents, I got a dime
Tryin to hustle up my way to a million, I gotta grind (gotta grind)
Doc-Trizzy, Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath
50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free Yayo
Motherfuck a Benzino, they don't know we finna blow
Someone better tell 'em
they never gon' stop me
And I see they say I flop though, yeah, yeah
In my head I know what I know
Oh, and I said
I count fifties, all in hunnids,
Yeah! G-Unit man!
50 Cent man! What? Uh huh!
Yeah! Yo! Whooooo! Whoooooo!
When the street lights go on
- the wolves come out
Stick-up kids they know
in a hundred percent
I got shot a hundred times and still survived like 50 Cent
Yeah, I got it on me and I went and cornered too many men
They told me
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