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[50
I wanna be the reason you after you wipe ya tears
The reason you the courage to confront ya fears
The there's two karats in each of ya ears
I splurge the paper ma, I don't care
How you it, pumps or boots, jeeps or coops
Minks or leathers, fall off never
Whats mine is yours and 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 you in my life girl, your too much to lose

switches]


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

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


Nigga, you won't deny that I'ma 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

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