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We kickin like it's kung fu we not in Japan
Told her imma come through cuz we got some plans
He think that he bulletproof he not 50 cent
He think that

Sending me shots, how the fuck you missed it
Big player, big moves, I'm the biggest

Nigga, I said, fuck your mama
Nigga, fuck 50 Cent
Nigga, I just sat

I'm 50 cent rapping many men uh
Fuck it now I'm taking off my vest
Different type of breed don't compare me to the rest
I'm a beast, carnivore eating

We Budget to that red cent 
Watch that privilege get checked
While we look fresh and get checks
Never had it like our mom n pops did (Nah)
Work too

Dem Boyz

Drama

Gangsta Grilz, Vol. 12

2007

clockin' (clockin')
Yeah we wrong but dare a nigga try to stop us (try to stop us)
And you can get it, anywhere anybody
Dem Boyz got work, Dem Boyz got

roll!
At about 50 cents, it just makes sense, to enjoy with milk in your bowl.
It’s the Ce[Real] Deal [Yeah, the Ce[Real] Deal]!

It has Vitamin B –

the Rex and watch the work, do a backflip
I make a thou an put it in the mattress

Get a bad bitch and treat her average
Finna up some money on Insta right

we grind
He Never punched a clock but got work 
On the block at nine
Cops wanna block all the time
It ain't even Tuesday 
Pouring up deuces all day

Where Ya from?

Plan B

Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

2006

Same way you make cyanide, same way you make amaretto.
Hip-hop's in the street, now were all busting
50 Cent's on MTV, now it's cool to carry metal

And I gotta drive 10 miles to work but my truck got stuck in snow
Well that’s just my luck there goes 50 more bucks to get that darn thing towed

Fuck a bad bitch
But she ain't mine
It ain't mean shit
By any means
Had to get it cracking
In the mean time
My cell phone was a fiend line
Trapping

Damn, I'm bout to sin again
Feeling like LeBron James
Damn, I'm bout to win again
Feel like 50 cent
Because I'm hated by so Many Men
We used to be cool

the city now (The city)
Gas by the pound
Slap a fifty on that clown (Fifty)
Don't even need a reason
I come get the whole town (Go get 'em)
Gas by the pound

Work Everyday

Brother Ali

Mourning in America and Dreaming in Color

2012

Valentine’s Day at the crib. My
Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I can’t fool them no more. It’s job time

Every day every day
Got to work every

Breast milk, you made my day
Know we had to do a remix right
Take that, take that

Drunk driving on a Wednesday
With three bitches in an MPV

my circle
The ones that acting phony
Hard as fuck, put it on cement
Card of luck, peachy be my scent
Pimp on God, call me 50 Cent
Cadillac, tell me how

ratted for the curse
You hear that pop
You hear that skrrt
Count to three you might get hurt
Go to Tech so it's just work, work, work, work
You know I'm

Mm
Oh
It was 3 AM
Oh
And I remember
I remember
I remember it was 3 AM
Didn't have no damn sense of where I was
Didn't have no damn cents couldn't

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

they
Posted on Quarles
They moving this work
Like a nine to five
These nigahs be hating on me
I tell them tap in
But they never tap
It's cool
But imma

and caress me (Tease me baby)
Hold on tight and don't let go
(50) , baby I'm about to explode (Whooo)
Cuz all my love you can control

(This is how it's

in holy water and take lighting showers
Use Posiedons wife blouses as a towel and by now ya 
Wondering just how the fuck I do just what I do...

50

To do Black music so selfishly 
And use it to get myself wealthy (hey)
There's a concept that works
Twenty million other white rappers emerge
But no

Just give me ten minutes
All I need is ten minutes, I put work in just like ten men
Mm, nah I put in work just like it's 50
Okay name another nigga in my