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But now if you'd come I'd welcome anything From the five and ten cent store, You used to call me the top You put me up on a throne You let me
to the D Boys (drug dealas) Neighborhood dope man I mean real niggas Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents Ain't got a dime, but I rides
to the D Boys (drug dealas) Neighborhood dope man I mean real niggas Thata make a dolla out a fifteen cents Ain't got a dime, but I rides
anything From the five and ten cent store, You used to call me the top You put me up on a throne You let me fall with a drop And now I'm out on my
anything From the five- and ten-cent store You used to call me the top You put me up on a throne You let me fall with a drop And now I'm out on my own
Right now with the situation gettin' better So I'm doin' you things, holla Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me outt Now piece by piece we put it all
Godzilla Whether guilt is a skrilla, Franks or banks, five pence or ten cents Whatever the currency we currently intense like great sex You make bets
the next nigga To step get deleted by death undefeated Ain't no thang to put that body to rest Chest filled with smoke yokin' niggas up By
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
than a fucking lightpost I sold a lot of crack but I bought the most Now I'm a basehead down on my luck Roaming the streets and got hit by a Mack Truck
the mystery God and murk you Burry you mother fuckers in the ce-ment Miss a post of that nigga in the pre-cent Should of known my niggas don't play with
anything from The five and ten cent store, You used to call me the top You put me up on a throne You let me fall with a drop And now I'm out on my
mind over matter it's got a true-school-blue betty cracker made it better poindex the flex to track by Busta with a little bit of sore from
I ain't think I'd be alive at twenty-five I used to sell 125s for 25. twenty-five lighters on the dresser, yes sir Gotta get paid) If you make
dope You fin' to lose when dope Fiends cut ya fuckin throat You see my shit is legit, so it's on Cut a fifty cent slab And tell that bitch to get gone
d'la tour (boo, boo, boo) Avec le gang, on a fait les quatre cents coups (graa, graa) On partait pour s'battre en cours (que du sale) Le sale est
be a sweeter by the seater cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol for 5 fuckin cent that you could buy at the mall I'm a long distance
Twenty five cents for some bubblegum Had to get off my feet and do what I do And live my life like I was Daniel son We all got problems You ain't the only
If you not your own boss keep yo 2 cent Throw her on the bed now she spreadin her 2 legs How she movin her hips I'm finna beat it up Brand new Louis V
surprisingly niggas wouldn't demise me Until they see me in that AMG fresh out the bonnie V The man with badge jumping out trees when we was tryna eat When it
White, and Blue's as just as a zoo Billions in blood money all paid by you Trillions misplaced by the five sided fistagon Blink, 'nother five hundred
You two bit hustla I'm the Wrong brother like Clockers Wouldn't give you five cents to Put cheese on a whopper So see a niga dea a mere niga rea Bea I'm
Sweet Baby, (Yeah) Sweet Darling, (Yeah) I Love You, (Yeah) Forever , (Yeah) And I love her like no other Met her in the 80’s introduced by my
Jean Billie ocean I sea snakes Or dead people see my mistake Six sense or six cents You cheap skates want cheesecake Ima made man you a remake Replay you
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