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memories
I feel like 50 I wish death to all my enemies
Sticked up when I hit the scene
30 stuffed in my jeans
Spin yah curb ain't no coming back retaliation

There's a bunch that ain't fucking with me
If it ain't about money, solutions, or plans
Then it has nothing to do with me
I'm so tired, this my lazy flow

before lovers is the the best thing to do
Cause I can get the chance to learn everything about you
It ain't the same without you when you not around
You

Imagine being in a tiny quiet little pocket of a park
Right here, in the middle of the busy, noisy East 50's
A part that's simple and pretty
That

187

Juvenile

Murda Murda

2001

[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I

187

Juvenile

Traffic Jams 2000 [Bonus Track]

2000

[B.G.]
I'm a young nigga, go by tha name B.G.
Don't stunt, nigga, my K hold fifty
And I will use, in a minute you six feet
I refuse to lose, I

fucking make me sick
All I know when I catch a opp I'ma hit him in his shit
Leave shot nine times, it like 50 cent I don't beef with none of these niggas

simple,
But niggaz got make it complicated,
First bitches gonna diss you,
But they gon' hit you up after you made it,
I ain't try'na drop wisdom,
I'm just

before it gets worse
I've had some good days, but most of all, my life's been a curse
2021 ain't no motherfucking fun
Suicide is rampant, by overdose

ass throw dat ass throw dat ass bust it (bust it)
Aye girl you know you twerk like you fucking
I ain't tryna be a jerk but can you fuck the way you

Luv N Ya Life

Huey

Notebook Paper [Clean]

2007

need some love in my life

Mommy, I could be the thug in your love
Play my part with the fifty fifty love in our life
By the way I'm Huey, I know how

done uh
Shouts to 50 cent I feel bullet proof
Tupac in my pen I might got the juice
Niggas talking bullshit save that for the zoos
Niggas really praying

say I'm hella trif, I don't give a fuck
Pull up on a bad one, then get my nut
Hit it from the back
But I ain't fucking in her butt
Niggas say they got

raised by them solids
God help my Uncle Johnny
It's poison in his body
He ain't mean it if he did it
I pray for his forgiveness
Last night I had a dream

been down a few times
I ain't gon' lie, had to cut a few ties
Hoes ain't loyal, seen it through my two eyes
And they used to ho me but the time flew by

Ghetto

Raekwon

Apollo Kids

2010

but gettin' big

Half the niggas I run wit' gettin' jig
The other fifty cent balancin' a bid
Oh shit, got this bitch seeded
To God I pleaded

iffy, and no you can't trick me, bitch I'm not stupid
Dont need yo 2 cent, y'all say this and that and be capped, either stop it or prove it
Niggas be

nobody take me from it
I remember times I wasn't
Brave enough to show a simple beat
But then I did
I ain't stop ever since
To me it made perfect sense

And no I don't know you
The prospect's there
Still so much to show you
So I don't care

This time around, hold it down
Got to keep it simple, keep it

some more in store
When I get through throwin' it on
You gotta' come back for more

Boys will come along a dime by the dozen
That ain't nothing but ten

she ain’t never gon’ be you
But girl it’s whatever (Shit)
I done called you fifty 'leven times
Why you treat a nigga like
I was never your man
I know I

the money
That ain't gon work
I don't like nothing hard
Nigga I copped the vert
When the set get low
My niggas they like to work
But they just dropped it off

myself with a paper passion
In simple fashion stash it in the safe
Smoking until my face is blue
Blue faces all I chase
Built my studio
Spitting flavor out

can't
New hater, new song
It's a pay advance
Tryna lay in France
Fifty thousand dollar mattress
Girl by my side wearin' Fenty Savage

Woah
Why is he