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Knowing she won't play me like I ain't him she know I been that nigga
Like this a sneaky link don't pull your phone out takin pictures
Did favors for

to save it
When you older I explain it
These niggas ain't really wavy
They copy and follow trends
I ain't have 50 cent
Now I'm hated by many men
Hot boxes

thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it

do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)

Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay

sesame
Back away from me cuz I'm takin it aggressively
Take it to the hole in this game, hear the penalty
Feel the momentum try and change by the referee

autograph
Swear to God nigga! Swear to God!
I'm sure his ass won't make a confession
But they can tell by your facial
Expression it's not a lie
You can't

like I'm thirsty, Jackie Joyner-Kersee
50cent with many men, but I can't show no mercy
I just fuck her like I love her, she don't belong to me
I just

Turn It Up

Papoose

The Nacirema Dream

2013

just so we can get some Ciroc
Ate Corn Flakes, no Fruity Pebbles and Pops
Got chased by the stray dogs when I fled though the block
Bought a 50-cent

(Fire)
As far as beef, fifty cal Desert Eag', my gun'll defuse riots
Talk tough under pictures for clout
When I see you, hope your heart is as big

on purpose
I started with 50 Cent

My name not Curtis, diamonds on chain
My diamonds, they dancin
My diamonds, they lovely
My diamonds are romancin

My fans

Chicago 
Bitchs on the Eddie Caine 
Gold bottles gold chains 
Derrick Rose of the pain 
I ain’t trying be a stain 
They taking pictures like we famous 
You

G'D Up

G-Unit

Beg for Mercy [Clean]

2003

When I'm hangin' out the window wit that AK filling ya punk ass wit holes

[50 Cent]
Cocaine, heroin, ecstasy, marijuana, 
I'm new on that greyhound

Bullet proof like I'm fifty cent
Keep a hundred rounds aiming at your head
You better not play with me nigga
Write a song, drop a hit, go do a show like

I’ll stand behind this shattered glass
I feel like 50cent
I never worry
Cuz I know somethings are imminent

I guess I gave em what they needed
They ain’t

Gotta Lotta Walls

Atmosphere

Seven's Travels

2003

to the wind trying to know down these pins
He'll keep swinging from the hair above his chin
Till he finds his soul in the fifty cent bin
The price

And a brick all these red rubies
If he bigger go pick up a
Stick with a 50 clip and I ain’t 50 cent
Get you killed for like 50 packs
She assuming so she bet her

want kids
I give a promise by standing
Flick of the wrist
I got some ice right her
Take it in face
I prolly took like five beers
Takin' up a bitch
She

the Earth say
Have mercy on me

Mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy, mercy
Yeah the Earth say
Have mercy on me

I listened to the old trees of the forest
They told me

I’m stressed out
Trouble takin’ breaths now
I should go to bed
But there’s demons in my head
And I think they want me dead now now
I got demons all

just a throw away in case I ran into some smoke, 
If I get caught by them folks, they gon send me down the road, 
I try not to show my face so I paid

Groupie Love

G-Unit

G-Unit Radio, Vol. 4: No Peace Ta

2006

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

[50 Cent (Singing)]
(Now everythings changed) I'm rich

the trigger
Of an Uzi or an AK
'Cause the police always got somethin' stupid to say
They put up my picture with silence
'Cause my identity by itself causes

Yes Sir, I Will

Crass

Christ the Bootleg

1999

has taken place that we are governed by fools?


*
We've had problems from self-appointed Gods from Bishops to MPs.
They've tried to ban our

army all by my lonely
I barely got any homies cause niggas they be so phoney
It's more than rhymes, I'm a picture painter, a artist of rhythm
The rapping