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song by The Fray
Cause I said it did let it live
Give me the credit like reddit
I'm throwing these subs
Like 50 cent, I'm dead or at least "many men
Will

a gangsta
You had us all fool you a pranksta
Here's 50 cents you a wanksta
Too much dirty laundry like hampers
That man can't lead the team
He slow off

that's why I carry Mini-Me

I need fifty feet when my performance starts

I push a armored car wit ?Lauren Harts?

Nineteen inches, I'm not on the charts

Simon Says [US Remix]

Pharoahe Monch

Simon Says/Livin' It Up [Clean]

1999

like for years I knew yoga
I'm too smoked up, I can't remember me
Off Hennesy, that's why I carry Mini-Me
I need fifty feet when my performance starts

like 50cent
A walkin' dollar sign, an LLC if you want put it that
I'm way to geeked up out my mind, im smoking too much pack
Smokin fuckin' tooka pack

Fifty two eighty
And I'm flying high
Baby can we touch the sky
I'm in fifty two eighty

It's two am on most Denver nights

I'm in fifty two eighty

Knock his ass with a lethal blow
Split it 50-50 This nine keeps it risky
I got that cash, do you have the gas? I'm trying to smoke until my eyes croak
Is

Hundreds and fifties and twenties I'm Wit' it
By any damn means ima get it
Trapping or rapping or legally living
I'm still finna get to them digits

It's the number one crew in the area!

The Big L be lightin' niggas like incense
Gettin' men lynched too intense
I'm killin' infants for ten cents

like im 50 cent
Its BRIGGY
Yo-yo what you telling me
We got green in bags celery
Star dog loud hit my lungs heavily
But I'm tryna get burst ima need

these niggas hide,
I'll say it again, I'll ride or die...for that East-Side!
Yeeeah,

[50 Cent- CHORUS 2x]
Every hood we go through,
All the gangstas

Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Oh, but two hours of pushin' them brooms
Buys

Yeah
She wanna spit on it, lick on it
Uh, yeah
She wanna get up and sit on it
She know I ain't got no big homie
I'm Curtis, I got fifty cent

wish death on me, I feel like "50 Cent"
She a gold digger, that pussy a metal detector
Yeah, the shit I got on cost about, fifty yen
That's the thousand,

them
I saved the best for last I'm talking spiritual growth
I ain't talking bout' religion, get that that out of your scope
Pastors taking all your money

pull up in something stupid with the tint at 5 percent
While i'm bumping 50 Cent
And speaking of a percentage
Man, I need my shit with interest
I'm

got range, I ain't talkin' bout the Rover
In Boston with that green, but I don't fuck with Clovers
In Boston with that green shit, that's what I'm

away from Glenwood Plaza hook by the laundromat
Probably on Whitty getting busy where you can find me at
Four in the morning getting blistered I'm

I get the fifty's the hunninds keep coming
Niggas be talking bout smoke like they want it
They not in a band, but my niggas be drumming
That boy got

an eight by 12 four-bit room
I'm a man of means, by no means
King of the road
Trailer for sale or rent
Rooms to let, 50 cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I

Said ill meet you up soon, man he talkin like he know me
Met this suckka on the book said I got that work for him
Either way i'm finna show him, Flako

Feel Like Phil

Jeremih

Late Nights: The Album

2015

getting bitches and they come in by the two
Only nigga in here asking questions, see only real question, nigga who is you
I ain't worried 'bout it, now

and flow with me
You know we ridin' on a profit
I burn that bitch 50 cent
My friend Vikol is a
I talk to my jealous brothers or vuzellas
Tho thousand for

a nigga blowed
Had to walk around like I'm 50 Cent
20 chains on me, 50 thousand cash all on me
Momma said I'm a walkin' lick
But I don't give a shit they