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Yeah, let's 'em back
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1 - 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in the cold
Daddy ain't around, out committin' felonies
My favorite used to sing ch-check out my melody
I wanna live good, so shit I sell
For a fo' finger ring, one of them ropes
Nanna told me if I I'll get a sheep skin coat
If I can move a few and get the hat, now that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my at night
up the next mornin' niggas done stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the
I'd run away this bitch and never come back if I could

x2 - 50 Cent (Then Game)]
Hate it or it, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I goin' no where so you can get to know me

[Verse 2 - The
I Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya
First song, I inheirited beef fo' ya
Gritted my teeth fo' ya, fo ya
Put Compton on my back you was in need of soldiers
At my last show, I threw my NWA gold
And had the whole crowd yellin' free
So niggas better get up mine
Before I and turn ya projects into Collumbine
And I'm MVP
Don't me remind ya'll what happened in D.C.
This nigga Gotti, he pretend
Mad at us, cause got a new boyfriend
And it your little rat turned out to be a mouse
This shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
Even Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out
Who gave the West mouth to mouth

[Chorus x2 - 50 Cent (Then Banks)]
Hate it or love it, the ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie my heart stops

Go ahead, me, I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't no where so you can get to know me

[Bridge - 50
From the to end
lose, winners win
This is real, we got to pretend
The world that we in
Is full of pressure and
I thought it change
But its stayin' the

3 - Lloyd Banks]
How many of boys is with ya
When you had little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
I'm walkin' with a snub, cause do a lotta slip talkin' in the club
Till they on the rug, ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model is gone, snortin' up his drug, bad enough want me to choke
My boy just got poked in the throat, now its a R.I.P. Shirt in my
Now I'm speedin' reminiscin', holdin' my weed in listen
If I see him and lift him and maybe even the score
And if not, then be me on the floor

[Chorus x2 - 50 (Then Tony Yayo)]
Hate it or it, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' homie until my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I ain't goin' no so you can get to know me

4 - Tony Yayo]
I started out at fifteen, as hell
I took thirty off a and I made them sell
As a youth, man I to hustle for loot
With that little duece duece and my fat goose
Sippin' easy rockin' the laces
Mama with me and when she found my
I look on life and think God I'm blessed
We the best on the planet so the rest

[Verse 5 - Buck]
You I'm still nice with my cooked game
Look mayn, its a thang thats why I'm loved in Brooklayn
I handle mine like a real nigga should
If I do some time, I'm still all good
Let me show what a thug born to die
I took the bullets outta 50 and put 'em in my four
And I ain't got my feet wet yet
A seven nigga who ain't seen a royalty check bitch

[Chorus x2 - 50 (Then Young Buck)]
it or love it, the underdog's ontop
And I'm gon' shine homie my heart stops

Go ahead, envy me, I'm MVP
And I ain't goin' no so you can get to know me