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then a 100 percent
Flipping this cash, flipping every single cent
I can turn a nickel into 50 cent
I'ma get rich or die tryin' like 50 Cent
Gosh man, I

them
I feel like 50 Cent, I'm surrounded by many men
But see them boys ain't killing me
They treat me like Metro
If I don't trust you they go

Groupie Love

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

the world
I've meet all kinds of girls
Girl you look like someone I done fucked on tour

[50 Cent]
(Now everything's changed) I'm rich bitch
(You've

On and On

Maverick Sabre

B4.DA.$$ [LP]

2015

on and on, on and on

I had a dream I seen my name on the gravel stone
And read here lies a G followed by a poem
I couldn't see the words but I'm sure what's

get next to me
Like emily said in record,
Yeah they envy maybe I get too... (Maybe I get too)
Overzealous, if I seen us I'd get jealous too,
Much inside

what I had I still found ways to have fun​
Sometimes, I asked my dad if I could have a brand new Dreamcast ​
However, I knew it was too much for us

For Everybody

Juvenile

Juve the Great

2003

travel too much and Baby sling too many drugs
Stay in the wrong place at the wrong time
With 2 bricks,(two of 'em) and a chrome 9
To these niggas I'm

Beg for Mercy

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm getting yo ass

[50 Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit

buys an
Eight by twelve four bedroom, I'm a
A man of mean by no means
King of the road

Trailers for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no

fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets, I ain't got no cigarettes
Ah, but, two hours of pushin' broom
Buys an eight by twelve four-bit room
I'm a man

Outro

Drama

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane

said Fahrenheit Four Hundred Fifty One
That I bought for 25 cents
From the Salvation Army
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8
9, 10, 11, 12
13, 14, 15, 16, 17
18, 19,

and wrecked it I miss that lil’ fin fin
What that mean when a bitch say “Oh that’s my lil’ friend friend”
That’s too much game for you niggas so this the endin

Sike bitch I didn't go to class
I had plans to do good but they fell thru
I been trappin' so much I can sell you
Now that barrel sit right by my belt

loading up all the rubber rounds
When you stand too close it's drip or drown
Got 50 magazines finna buss you down
Smoking all the weed pass these hoes all

down like dominoes
Fifties and hunnies in the club, shawty gon' show me what's up
Got too much drink in her cup, we'll still be pouring it up
Pouring

my Way 
Condo Chiefin Kush by the Lake 
Give me one reason to drip on a Lame 
(Yeah) There's Too much dough to be made 
Cant let These Hoes get in my

the club
We throwed them hunnids not no ones

Throwing them hunnids we fuck them
Whole by the firm

Step in the club
Pocket full of hundred, no ones

Choppa

think deep too much at night
Aye
You've seen me do it
I bet
Anything I can't tell you nothing
Without you go telling someone
I believed
You believed
It's

school[00:28.50]Hit my homie what's the move[00:29.82]We ain't got nothing to do[00:31.02]So we stay by[00:32.19]Hope I came right[00:34.37]And now I'm just

your first job was Postmates
Them hoes you f*** with, you had them last year
You a reptile, your ex wasn't fooled by them crocodile tears
So much snot in

much Mr ow much are you charging?
I went on a stag do to London the other year
£5.50 for a motherchuffin' beer
I was broke by the first night, London's

like Ben 10 yeah
Or I'm like 50 Cent bulletproof hated by many men men men
She like to sing along to my songs I be like yeah yeah yeah
You gotta come

know? Aye
It be too much you gotta leave, you know
Imma need like 50K up in my bag right now
Imma need like 50 bitches at the pad, oh wow
It be too much