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

switches]


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

Yayo]
G-Unit, I wit gorillas
Fuck a big body guard, I hang wit pint size
I tryin' to be dirty, still on the strip
I'm tryin' to be dirty, rich
a nigga too much rope, he think he a cowboy
Give too much dope, I'm pushin' the big boy
V12, SL
I rap and wait for them checks in the
If you hatin', your due time life expire
Cause my guns speak jamaican, they be "Bloodfire!"
Where I'm from, niggas be on some sleak
They hungry, use they lighters to cook beef stick
And 'dro and this nestle got me right
So my be as black as Wesley Snipes
I'm on first flights heading towards Vegas
Ya slot machines niggas, we crap players
I roll a seven, cause we table players


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

Banks]
I know a lot of niggas want Banks
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 chinese phone
high with your messed up ratchets
I'm out blowin' haze bags the size of packets
Fuck in ya ride, there's tools on my side
By the standin' with tattoos on they thighs
a lot of cats losin' they wives
Cause next time I see 'em, they got black and on they eyes
Nah, I ain't ready to die, but I'm
But I'd rather grow old grey hairs in my beard
They know me in the field, the kid the fans
That argue over my balls Kobe and Shaquille
If you talkin' millions throw me in the deal
Big city, stadium tour, the bill motherfucker