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Money a pimp, pimp hoes, hustlas sell dope, thugs gun smoke What(echo) make the world go round, as the world turns Money make the world go round, as the world I need money to main-tainn Hustalin a gamee go and gets the grainn Gon' get tore out the T.Vs in the I'm in ta thanggs I slang weed (snort) Coc-ainee and 50 Thats my Nigga I the painn You thought shit the samee shit gon' change Put a bullet in your Nigga at close Run away wit ya rollie, your rings, and motherfuckin chainn Aint funny mangg I'm my money mangg Bitch get on that track and get my money, I aint playinn Better what I'm sayin, I'm sayin, I aint playin I'll be, In of your crib, layin, wit the mack ta start sprayinn Any nigga thats in the game, for the fame, gotta be a put ya in chains Box'll you insane Sun cant shine all the time, man its rain That whole is ill You better crack the mang
(Chorus - 50 Cent) A pimp a pimp with no hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no dough (dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun smoke (smoke) A playa a playa if his ass dead broke (broke)
A aint a pimp with no motherfuckin hoes (hoes) A hustla a hustla with no motherfuckin dough (dough) A thug aint a thug if his gun smoke (smoke) A playa aint a playa if his ass broke (broke)
(50 Cent) I in the fast lane Man I aint got ta lose Everythin a Either you wit me or against me man nuttin changee Nigga, you Go against the make you Walk wit a cane now now Who you blamee When shit the same Nigga nobody hears namee You got wit a gangg O blood Ya'll do your thang You got 2 it, go out wit a bangg Ya'll niggas hangg Wit that fitlthy rich They even got ta talk To take bitch One look was all it She seen the She them T.Vs And them big ol' the bitch useta bring you dough Useta be your hoe Now your paper slow She feel she had ta go Roll wit rich niggas and ball with them ball-az Politic wit the willies the shot call-az
(Bun B) I got one life to Follow that that keeps on guidin me tryin me Hoes is me ride me King a the So the streets is steady me sure taste-az The yay takin pride in me Deciple me reports the badest you caught Walk in the black top wit fat rocks and had his I cant stay away Too $hort I gots ta break a back em up, get em ready ta port Put em on the master I blast the facts the life in the Gorilla If I have ta mack ya wife then I It's me and 50 my nigga Live in trife, and real Talkin shit on us, like pullin out a knife and dont kill on for treal (?) I'm on for million wit your pit, in the clit shit true I split through, defences, so relentless, get you, without you even Got you strippin and even You wanna let the pro in the door what we showin
A pimp aint a with no motherfuckin hoes (hoes) A hustla aint a hustla with no dough (dough) A thug a thug if his gun dont smoke (smoke) A playa a playa if his ass dead broke (broke)
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(50 Cent) Is your bitch your bitch or is bitch mines? Is bitch your bitch all the time? You done got your paper, now its time I get Except the and everything'll be fine Bitch!
(50 talking over beat) from pimpin...bitch you need to run TO some pimpin Wit them ass payless shoes you got on hoe You still aint out what a hoe supposed to look like at you motherfucka here Huh How you gunna catch some lookin like that hoe? Bitch get off the and into the street the sidewalk is for pimpin bitch!
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