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[50
I be the reason you smile after you wipe ya tears
The reason you the courage to confront ya fears
The reason there's two karats in each of ya
I with the paper ma, I don't care
How you like it, pumps or boots, jeeps or
Minks or leathers, fifty off never
Whats mine is yours and yours is mine
So when I shine, you
The finest champagne, we can toast to
Crap table in Vegas, you can the dice
Don't let ya fears let you confuse "fifty's bad news"
I need you in my life girl, your too much to

[Beat


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

Yayo]
G-Unit, I roll wit
a big body guard, I hang wit pint size killas
I ain't tryin' to be dirty, on the strip
I'm to be dirty, filthy rich
Give a nigga too rope, he think he a cowboy
Give Tony too dope, I'm pushin' the big boy
V12, SL
I rap and wait for them checks in the
If you hatin', due time life will expire
Cause my speak jamaican, they be like "Bloodfire!"
Where I'm from, be on some sleak shit
hungry, use they lighters to cook their beef stick
And this 'dro and this got me right
So my lungs be as black as Snipes
I'm on first class heading towards Vegas
Ya slot niggas, we crap table players
I roll a seven, cause we crap table


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

[Lloyd
I know a lot of niggas Banks gone
My kind of beef will fuck up ya and not the kind you put franks on
I'm out, so my meals is home cooked
I deal wit more ho's than a chinese book
Your high your messed up ratchets
I'm out blowin' haze bags the of ketchup packets
Fuck who's in ya ride, there's on my side
By the females standin' tattoos on they thighs
There's a lot of cats losin' they
Cause next time I see 'em, they got and blues on they eyes
Nah, I ready to die, but I'm prepared
But I'd rather grow old with grey hairs in my
They know me in the field, the kid the fans
That argue over my like Kobe and Shaquille
If you talkin' bout millions me in the deal
Big city, stadium tour, the bill motherfucker