Lyrics:
like more life and heavy reps
Wash her down with lavender, blueberries, and frankincense
I know you been working way too hard to not go get the best
Alls
Kill my Vibe
Nine Fifty-four is where me you will find
FLA rep til the day that I die
Boulevard Chico flow just like perico Bro
blasting my music
on my shoulders...
Constantly on one end ... They can't respond or try post it
.
By a rep do the freaks... Still round em up like they post ta...
They
Real Niggas we bout 50
They don’t wanna fight with us
All the Bad bitches wanna vibe with us
I don't do no stress I just light it up
Team going up once I
you cross your enemies out with a "k"
Then you gang related to muthafucka like Violent J
I'm always asked if I'm gang related
By police
to hold spots down, home Bost-town
Victim of 'stance, we dance with four pound
Spit thug sound, why'all know how thugs sound
Can't touch clowns, slow
and you know it
Its paper, we blow it
Those niggas I roll with they got the thing for the 40
We riding through (yeah) that's what you 'posed to do (yeah)
know some niggas who got killed by that corner store when we was shortys used to steal from that corner store. Texaco, Madco, you from the west, the hood
like 50 Cent when drop many Men
Living everyday and I'm shooting for The stars Backwood filled with MAC 1 I'm on mars
Everybody turnt they back on me
nigga
Put a hole in his hat
Put his brains on the dash in the stalks
He has some dumb fifty more with him
Tell them to hold that
Lights out no hasta
chains off, send it to his colleagues
Laugh in his shit, pissin' up crystal molly's
I rep drug dealers, hug killers
I ran with most of them
Half is in
Hum V (V)
I'm surrounded by these RBGs
(HEeee!!)
We get green, roll green, and eat green like sebi
Born in them 80's
I clown like I'm Bailey
This
shots
But i’m luke cage bish
N***** change up
When the fame come quick
Gotta show love
To who i came up with
All my day ones
Know im a1 bish
Been through
take it all
It’s, 50/50 so make your call
Life is ours we can make the rules
When I fell from the top you’d break my fall
So Im grateful, that it
wasn't tryna die poor
To get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent
Literally, literally, I'm hated by many men
Says she sees the good in me, but I don't
fall.
I can see the soldiers marching.I can see them led outside.With one pull of the leverThirty-eight Dakota died.
-Tipi Hdonica (One Who Forbids His
No sweat, got a cold rep but I flow wet
got a rising tide but I still roll tech
Yeah I, rise and shine and then I go get
And I’m, flying by boutta
and fill it in
50 cent my circle , small, ain't talkin' many men
I make shit, shit like I'm made of hydraulics
Tryna mention my name, man, no switchin'
News4Jax lost
Who the fuck keep shooting up the city?
(Rrah) we got Drac' with titties
Chop with fifties
Glock come with the switches (Switches)
Screaming
of the goddamn boss
I don't make love, baby we make magic
Come home with a thug, let's get shit crackin
Always wear a (plastic), baby cause shit happens
She
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
50 Cent
Ciara
I'm focused, man (Darkchild)
You should know this, man
Just one dose of me will have you addicted
To know me is to love me, I
the sequel
My people holla 1-1-6 they know we represent
Something bigger than the dollars
And the cents but it don't make sense!
I rock with killers in dark
make we dirty oh
In my party oh make we shack oh
Fle-Fle-Flex oh who make you make you
Fear who never collect, never collect
Money dey, make we shayo,
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