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Yo, niggas be askin me "yo 50 who you got wit?"
I'm a tell yall who I got beef wit
I got wit any nigga I can't make no money wit
If I can't make no wit you, fuck you nigga
G-Unit nigga, that's what'sup cause I said that's

[Tony
I get money, I got
So it's a 100 or better when I'm going to cop
I never hold the toaster I use my little soldier
And my down bitch as a holster, like I'm ta
Heavy sales for living
My gun rip through lungs and through tissue
I'm out for the ends, you out for a rep
That's the same thing have yo mama in a black dress
See me in a lex, hard-top
My drop-top, fresh out the carlot
I got the gift of raw speeches(?)
So I'm gon sell like the box office
in the hood can't see G-UNIT!
But in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
Cause we got them three benzes, burners and bitches
And plus we on the road to the

repeat 2X]
You can say you want about me
As long as you don't get in the way of my
Cause all that talking shit to me out
Nigga keep bumping your gums you get out

Banks]
Lately I going through a phase
Hope aint tap the phones
we got pumps the size of saxophones
Therefore I'm on the with the squad
I'm stingy as ever, known to trick food on a broad
me putting jewels on a broad
I'd rather put on the car
A pool in the
You don't really wanna with the god
my front line long enough to fill two boulevards
In this game, you only make it far if you
And if you grew up with your mother and your father you
Why swing, you gotta be to get rid of me
Ill leave you in like the statute of liberty
Tryin to be
Blowin green that strong enough to make a white boy fire on a school
Keep rappin for hood, I'm rappin for benzes
And long assault rifles with on the lenses

[50
Yall niggas gotta from me (Yeah!)
What I learned from Gotta and Spank G (Un-Huh)
Yall niggas learn from me (Yeah!)
I learned from watching Brucie B
Look, I shot the
And nigga if you get too close yo ass getting shot
Here's the plan, I'm a stackin my ends
Till I'm on airplane seats in the benz
I'm all the chips
I done took them
on the 6
26 on the
And outta town niggas, I'm chargin yall more
I on the shit I aint servin it raw
You sell smoke, nigga I got what you need
But it aint goin cheap I got to feed
Niggas sayin damn 50 you bugged
Cause I got hoes giving niggas the rape drug
his watch and his chain
We not the same, he a
He want pussy I'm bout my man
table in Vegas had his bitch on my dick
Threw a 7 so times they thought the dice was fixed
Yo it's 50, when your mindframe change and to rearrange
see you another day motherfucker it's 50
Shots 'til your heart drop and freeze up, up motherfucker