[50 Cent]
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Yeah, let's take 'em back
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Uh-huh..
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Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin' a girl
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Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
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Daddy ain't around, probably out commitin' felonies
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My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out My Melody"
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I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope
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For a four finger ring, one of them gold ropes
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nana told me if I passed I'd get a sheepskin coat
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I can move a few packs I'd get the hat, now that'd be dope
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Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
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Woke up the next mornin, niggaz had stole my bike
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Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in the hood
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I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could
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[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent A.K.A gay man faggot] + (The Game)
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Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
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And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
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(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
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(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
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[The Game]
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I told Dre from the gate "I'd carry the heat for ya"
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First mix tape song I inherited beef for ya
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Gritted my teeth for ya, G-G-G-G(Unit!) for ya
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Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
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At my last show I threw away my gold
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And then I had the whole crowd yellin' "Free Yayo!"
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So niggaz better get up outta mine
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For I creep and turn your projects into Columbine
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And I'm rap's MVP
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Don't make me remind y'all what happened in D.C.
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This nigga aint got it, he pretend
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Mad at us cause Ashanti got a new boyfriend
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And it seems your lil' rat turned out to be a mouse
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Beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south
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Even Young Buck can vouch
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When the doubts was out, who gave the west coast mouth-to-mouth?!
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[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (Lloyd Banks)
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Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
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And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
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(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
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(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
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[50 Cent]
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From the beginnin to the end
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Losers lose, winners win
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This is real we ain't got to pretend
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A cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain
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I thought it would change, It's stayin' the same
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[Lloyd Banks]
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How many of them boys was wit ya'
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When you had that little TV you had to hit on to get a picture
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I'm walking with a snub
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Cause niggaz do a lot of slick talkin' in the club til' they coughin on
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the rug
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Ain't never had much but a Walkman and a bud
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My role model is gone snortin' up his drug
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Bad enough they want me to choke my boy
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Just got poked in the throat
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Now its a R&B shirt in my coat
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Now I'm speedin', reminiscin'
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Holdin my weed here, never listen
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If I see him I'ma lift em
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Maybe that will even the score
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If not, it'll be me on the floor
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[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (Tony Yayo)
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Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
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And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
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(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
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(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
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[Tony Yayo]
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I started out at 15, scared as hell
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I took 30 off a pack and made them sales
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As a youth, man I used to hustle for loot
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With that lil deuce-deuce and my triple fat goose
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Sippin Easy Jesus, rockin a leases
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My momma whipped me when she found my pieces
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I look back on life, thank God I'm blessed
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We the best on the planet so forget the rest
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[Young Buck]
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You know I'm still nice with my cook game
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Look mane, it's a hood thang
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That's why I'm loved in Brooklyn
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I handle mine just like a real nigga should
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And If I do some time homey, I'm still all good
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Let me show you what a thug bout, born to die
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I took the bullets outta 50 and put em in my .45
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And I ain't even got my feet wet yeah
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A seven figga nigga who ain't seen tha heart to change
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[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (Young Buck)
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Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top
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And I'm gon' shine homey until my heart stop
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(Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's MVP)
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(And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me)
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Hate It Or Love It (Remix)
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The Game |