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[50 G Unit!
[50 A, B
[Scarlett] You can't with me
[50 C, D
[Scarlett] We the Harlem streets
[50 E, F
[Scarlett] Don't talk me to
[50 G, H
[Scarlett] It's

Picture me Range Rover
Same color your Air Force
White on white, ya
Red I flight the
L.A. to N.Y.
I'm Harlem
You see how bitches up, when Scarlett 'round
Niggas get the to holla while we up in the club
But get intimidated when they see me sitting on
I hear 'em whispering " dat a man, shit that's her."
She roll with G Unit niggas, that's what's up
me, I'll have niggas blast ya up
Take my advice, don't let ya peoples ya up
I got a fetish for the
for the six
Hollows for the
Try me, if you think I'm playing
And the police we'll have another crime scene
Jim Star crush your head, give ass a shape-up
Uptown niggas for the money they make
Everybody ain't shook, you see doing the

[50
The spending ends
Saying, "Gimme that Benz, 20 rims, and four TV's"
The snitch in the precinct
"He sell X, he techs, and he sell D"
The by the bar saying,
"Everybody drink, the best champagne, all on me"
in the back of the police car
Pointing out the saying, "He robbed me"
It's

[Lloyd
1,2,3,4
[50
Lloyd in the house
Banks]
Now get the fuck on the
I through the front door
With the 9 and the
A cal in my
You wil', pop it
I'm down for a
I'm ghetto as
You you tell?
My road dog, the jail
frustrating mail
So I'm and smoking
and hoping
This cell open
You can dance next to me, but don't throw an
I'll throw one back and leave blood on your Toes
no
I ain't for pleasure
Your pussy don't bring rainbows and pots of
every girl's dream, to floss with the team
Long on the
on the screen
Blowing on
Waiting for you to
You ain't gotta how to read, to spray a magazine

[Tony
I wanna grow up, I'mma hustler kid
Go'head and stunt, see I don't pop two wig
I'm artistic, intelligent, so ability
When I use them big words, your bitch be me
So ya'll hate me, 'cause your wives be our groupies
Ya'll irritate me, like people in the movies
Fall back, matter fact back
'Cause I just security without no pat down
You can catch me in the blowing a sticky
Or catch me on the dancefloor feeling tits
Sex sells, so I'mma
So my never be empty
It ain't no problem, we scoop models
We got condoms, coups, and condos
50 got me getting ass I never did
So I step in the club, hoes love the kid

[50
The cat in the go
Meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow, meow,
The in the cage go
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It's