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

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

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

[Lloyd
1,2,3,4
[50
Lloyd Banks' in the
Banks]
Now get the on the floor
I slid through the door
the 9 and the velour
A cal in my
You wil', pop it
I'm for a profit
I'm ghetto as
You you tell?
My road dog, the jail
Getting frustrating
So I'm drinking and
and hoping
This gon' open
You can next to me, but don't throw an elbow
I'll one back and leave blood on your Shell 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
DVD's on the
Blowing on
Waiting for you to
You ain't know how to read, to spray a magazine

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