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me broke
Man, bitch stop playing
With all them jokes and all them sayings
Cause where you from, is that yo slang?
Cause what you rep?
I'm SHADY GANG

the clip catch the whole thing
Feds know a nigga by his whole name
Shoot him in his head for his gold chain
You was running ball, we was sellin' cocaine

flights are tragic
Laughing straight to the bank 
50 cent 
Tryna make a dollar outta 15 cents 
Jet lag but I still can't sleep
Sleep's for the rich 
Niggas

(How?)
I can get you knocked down by
A nigga want a nickel (uh)
Hail Mary (woo)
Make it look like Halloween up in February
(woah)
Birds in the trap singin'

what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it

On Some Real

Daz Dillinger

So So Gangsta [Clean]

2006

rep musik
Diamonds on my neck diamonds on my wrists
Just a lil' somethin' playa yeah, money ain't shit

You know the clubs so packed, girls so

Get the clip load up, never ever fold up
Now it's time to go up
Pussy nigga you a hoe bro
When folks call roll up you
Gon' have to show us
50 for

Nigga
Catch'em by, Surprise Homie, Go figure
We don't gang, Bang We just bang, Nigga
When it's time, To ride We just ride, Nigga
If you think, You girl is

Now ain't no body gonna fuck with Me...
Pushing reps in this rappin...
Got nothing on me...

And when you start out rapping
It's responsibility
Keep

They shoot craps, I shoot first
No shoot backs
Facebook got you feeling relevant
In real life, you just a bitch
And you was never

30 clips, lot of 30

an animal nigga, no call me Hannibal nigga
'Cause niggas is food as soon I'm in the movies (Oh)

(Chorus: 50 Cent)
I'm a motherfucker rider
I'm

Ya gotta push through it
Got Stress, push through it
Last Rep, push through it, push through it
You can do it, you can do it, you can do it, you can,

Gettin' It

Funkmaster Flex

Double Up [Clean]

1999

You know I hide be	's on it
Come on B.S. and leave on it

Get 50 grand and breathe on it
Red dot, squeeze on it, drop keys on it
Might hit

out the roof of the Phantom,
Glock with extension, Clip the size of the remote,
I caught them home flickin' through channels
I get you lit, like

Huh?
We come from the trenches, nigga
Trap, trap (woo)
Same fit for a week straight (grrt)
You know what I'm sayin'?
Fifty-cent cake, now, we eatin'

I'm smoking
You think we compare
Please that had me choking
Laughed so much I almost fell out my damn chair
Watch the throne
Got here by staying driven

Hell on Earth (Front Lines)

Mobb Deep

Eastside

2003

lines, and the enemy is one time 
I ain't gotta tell you 
It's right in front of your eyes 
We wreck the QBC, nigga rep yours it's all love 

Milli

Hell on Earth (Front Lines)

Mobb Deep

The Source Presents: Hip Hop Hits [Clean]

1997

And the enemy is one-time
I ain't gotta tell you
Yo, it's right in front of your eyes

We rep the QBC, nigga, rep yours, it's all love
Milli' stacked down,

pie
Love the way you make me feel
Number two, super size
Love the way you make me feel
MIK, 50 Cent, Murda Inc Killa
I heard about your show too

Full Clip

Gang Starr

Full Clip: A Decade of Gang Starr

1999

The badder you seem, the more lies you tell
The more lies you sell, now by surprise, you fell
Into my deathtrap, right into my clutches
Stupid, you know

gon' go out like no bitch, I'ma go out like 50 cent (Out like 50, 50)
I'd rather go spend a rack at Chanel
You know I don't fuck with the Rick' (No way,

dig for you the other one I'm tearing ya 
Copped this duce duce today 
I see you and there ain't no cops around
Pull up mask on dump out the clip
Drop

lambo, top down
Violate, get shot down
I live by the codes you follow
I jooks some nigga 'fore I beg or borrow
I come from the street where
There's strong

the telephone game Instead of checking facts
You ended up spreadin' a rumor that was started by a rat

Stupid bitch
Tried help a rat 50 Cent me
Yeah
You fell for