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[50
I wanna be the reason you after you wipe ya tears
The reason you have the courage to ya fears
The reason there's two in each of ya ears
I splurge with the paper ma, I don't
How you like it, or boots, jeeps or coops
Minks or leathers, fall off never
Whats is yours and whats yours is mine
So I shine, you shine
The champagne, we can toast to life
Crap in Vegas, you can toss the dice
Don't let ya fears let you sayin' "fifty's bad news"
I need you in my life girl, your too much to

switches]


Nigga, you won't that I'ma fuckin' ride out
you'll bump heads wit me
I'll put a hole in yo ass, see
it ain't cool to fuck wit me

[Tony
G-Unit, I wit gorillas
Fuck a big body guard, I wit pint size killas
I ain't tryin' to be dirty, still on the
I'm to be dirty, filthy rich
Give a nigga too much rope, he think he a
Give too much dope, I'm pushin' the big boy
V12, SL
I rap and wait for them in the mail
If you hatin', due time life will expire
Cause my guns jamaican, they be like "Bloodfire!"
Where I'm from, niggas be on some sleak
They hungry, use they lighters to their beef stick
And 'dro and this nestle got me right
So my lungs be as black as Wesley
I'm on first class flights heading towards
Ya machines niggas, we crap table players
I roll a seven, cause we table players


Nigga, you won't that I'ma fuckin' ride out
Then you'll heads wit me
I'll put a hole in yo ass, see
That it cool to fuck wit me

[Lloyd
I know a lot of niggas want Banks
My kind of will fuck up ya grill and not the kind you put franks on
I'm hidin' out, so my is home cooked
I deal wit more ho's than a phone book
high with your messed up ratchets
I'm out blowin' haze bags the size of ketchup
Fuck in ya ride, there's tools on my side
By the females standin' with tattoos on thighs
There's a lot of cats they wives
Cause next time I see 'em, they got black and blues on eyes
Nah, I ain't ready to die, but I'm
But I'd rather grow old with grey hairs in my
They know me in the field, the kid with the
That argue my balls like Kobe and Shaquille
If you talkin' millions throw me in the deal
Big city, stadium tour, ruining the motherfucker