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50 Cent- U not like me NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (When it's on, that's who you get, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (That's your motherfuckin' click, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD (You a motherfuckin' snitch, huh?) NYPD, LAPD, NYPD [Verse] Niggaz wanna shine like me (me), rhyme like me (me) but they dont walk around with a 9 like me (me) They don't wanna do a, 3 to 9 like me And they ain't strong enough to take 9 like me Aiyoo, you think about shittin' on 50... save it My songs belong in the Bible with King David I teach niggaz sign language, that ain't def son *click* *click* you heard that? That mean RUN Ask around, I ain't the one you wanna stun on, pa Pull through, I'll throw a fuckin cocktail at ya' car From the last shootout, I got a dimple on my face It's nothin', I could go after Mase's fanbase Shell hit my jaw, I ain't wait for doctor to get it out Hit my wisdom tooth *huck-too* spit it out I don't smile a lot, cause ain't nothin' pretty Got a purple heart for war, and I ain't never left the City Hos be like "Fitty, you so witty" On the dick like they heard I ghostwrite for P.Diddy You got fat while we starve, it's my turn I done felt how the shells burn, I still won't learn Won't learn [Chorus 2X] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me [Verse] Moma said.. Everything that happened to us, was part of God's plan So at night when I talk him, I got my gun in my hand Don't think I'm crazy, cause I don't fear man Cause I feel when I kill a man, God won't understand I got a head full of evil thoughts, am I Satan I been coulda killed these niggaz, I'm still waitin In the telly with two whores, Benz with two doors 32 carrots in the cross, no flaws You see me in the hood, I got at least two guns I carry the glock, Tony carry my M-1 Hold me down nigga, OGs tryin' to rock me D's waitin for my response to lock me This is my hustle, nigga don't knock me You need some shit with banana clips to try and stop me I'M THE ONE [Chorus 2x] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me [Verse] See, I done been to the Pearly Gates, they sent me back The good die young, I ain't eligable for that I shot niggaz, I been shot, sold crack in the street My attitude is gangsta, so I stay in some beef You wanna get acquainted with me, you wanna know me From 3 point range, with a glock, I shoot better then Kobe See a nigga standin' next to me, he probably my Co-D See a bitch gettin in my whip, she probably gon' blow me See the flow is like a 38, it's special yoooooo A country boy tell ya, I'm fittin' to blowwwww I'm more like a pimp, then a trick, you knowwww See, I'm in this for the paper, I don't love the hooos Niggaz broke in the hood, worrying about mines Grown ass man, wearin starter piece shines You know them little pieces, with the little stones Got little clientele fiends call your cell phones When the gossip starts, I'm always the topic You too old for that shit dog, why don't you stop it Shorty, I been watchin you watchin me Now tell me what you like more, my watch or me Haha [Chorus 2x] If you get shot and run to the cop - You not like me You ain't got no work on the block - You not like me It's hot, you ain't got no drop - You not like me Like me duke, you not like me Tags: rap hip-hop r&b 50 cent g-unit shady aftermath not like me

User: gunit4life03

50 Cent- Patiently Waiting (feat. Eminem) Hey Em, you know you my favorite white boy, right? I, I owe you for this one [Chorus: 50 Cent] I been patiently waiting for a track to explode on (Yeah!) You can stunt if you want and ya ass'll get rolled on (It's Fifty!) If it feels like my flow has been hot for so long (Yeah!) If you thinking I'm a fuckin fall off ya so wrong (It's Fifty!) [50 Cent] I'm innocent in my head, like a baby born dead Destination heaven Sittin politic with passengers from nine eleven The Lord's blessins leave me lyrically inclined Shit I ain't even got to try to shine God's the seamstress that tailor fitted my pain I got scriptures in my brain I could spit at yo dame Straight out the good book, look, niggas is shook Fifty fear no man, Warrior, swingin swords like Conan Picture me, pen in hand writin lines knowin the Source'll quote it When I die, they'll read this and say a genius wrote it I grew up without my pops, should that make me bitter? I caught cases I copped out, does that make me a quitter? In this white man's world, I'm similar to a squirrel Lookin for a slut wit a nice butt to get a nut If I get shot today my phone'll stop ringin again These industry niggas ain't friends, they know how to pretend [Chorus] - repeat 2X [Eminem] If ya patiently waitin to make it through all the hatin Debatin whether or not you can even weather the storm Unless you lay on the table they operatin to save you It's like an angel came to you sent from the heavens above They think they crazy but they ain't crazy, let's face it Shit basically they just playin sick They ain't shit, they ain't sayin shit, spray em' fifty A to the K get in the way I'll bring Dre and them wit me And turn this day into fuckin mayhem, you stayin wit me? Don't let me lose you, I'm not tryna confuse you When I let loose wit this uzi and just shoot through your Isuzu You get the messege? Am I gettin through to you? You know what's comin, you motherfuckers don't even know, do you? Take some Big and some Pac and you mix em' up in a pot Sprinkle a little Big L on top, what the fuck do you got? You got the realest and illest killas tied up in a knot The juggernauts of this rap shit, like it or not It's like a fight to the top just to see who'd die for the spot You put ya life in this, nothin like survivin a shot Y'all know what time it is, soon as fifty signs on this dot Shit what you know about death threats, cause I get a lot Shady Records was eighty seconds away from the towers Them cowards fucked wit the wrong building, they meant to hit ours Better evacuate all children, its nuclear showers There's nothin spookier Ya now about to witness the power of fuckin fifty [Chorus] [50 Cent] If the gun spark I'll hear all of the shots go off It's fifty, they say it's fifty See a nigga layed out wit his fuckin top blown off It's fifty, man that wasn't fifty Don't holla my name You shouldn't throw stones if you live in a glass house And if you got a glass jaw you should watch yo mouth Cause I'll break yo face Have yo ass runnin, mumblin to the jake You goin 'gainst me dog, you makin a mistake, I'll split ya Leave ya lookin like the Michael Jackson jackets wit all them zippers I'm the boss on this boat, you can call me skipper The way I turn the money over, you should call me flipper Yo bitch a regular bitch, you callin her wifey I fucked and feed her fast food, you keeping her icey I'm down to sell records but not my soul Snoop said this in ninety four, "We don't love them hoes" I got pennies for my thoughts now I'm rich See the twenties spinnin lookin mean on the six Niggas wearin flags cause the colors match they clothes They get caught in the wrong hood, they get filled up wit holes [Chorus] - repeat 2X Tags: hip-hop rap 50 Cent Eminem patiently waiting get rich or die tryin' Nas jay-z remix diddy snoop dogg common swizz beatz

User: gunit4life03

50 Cent- Don't push me (Feat. Lloyd Banks & Eminem) Lyrics: [50 Cent] I need you to pray for me and I need you to care for me and I need you to want me to win I need to know where I'm heading,'cause I know where I've been Flow's bone crushing it's nothing I come up with something Come through your strip, fronting, stunting It's something you want, 745 chrome spinning Haters hate that I'm winnning Man I've been hot from the beginning Motherfuckers envy the kid, control your jealousy 'Cause I can't control my temper, I'm fitting to catch a felony Pistol in hand homie, I'm down to get it popping Once I squeeze the first shot No I aint stopping till my clip is empty I'm simply not that nigga you should try your luck with Fuck with, hollow-tip shells struck with your bones broke Gun smoking, still locing, what nigga Lay your ass down paramedics get you up feeling [50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy [Lloyd Banks] Ive'a lost my bigger nigga and I didn't cry To young to understand, the consequences of man Living a lie I, gotta get that money I'll be damned if If I'm bummy Gotta watch my back around these niggas 'Cause they fronting 20 years Of watching my mum in tears Got me heated, heavily weeded Smoking that bong 'cause I need it These niggas don't want me balling, they want me buried Bald in the dirt from shots flury Laying with bugs under my shirt I got plans to hop up in they Hummer 'Cause I'mma stunner, I sit back and wonder When them angels gon' call my number Under, my chest is a heart of a lion I ain't lieing , bounty hunters got me flying With my iron, high as a giant I'm running from nothing, my stomach is touching What I'm clutching, to give you more then a concussion End of discussion My blood is colder, so I'm bolder Hennesy and Soda Hood on my my shoulder Look in the mirror, I see a soldier [50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy [Eminem] These are my ideas This is my sweat and tears This is shit that I solved with my balls, my ears This is me who's gotta be What you see on TV What you hear on CD What appears easy Man these teenie boppers see me on these magazine covers In these beanies and these rags, living fantasies Fronting like it's all fun and games Till they shoot 'em up bang Then you see brains hang and you see we ain't playing Ain't saying we ain't laying down at night and ain't praying I bully my way in this game, man I'm done playing Man I'm done saying that I'm done playing I'mma start laying any of these motherfucking cocksuckers There's no way I'mma back down, like a goddamn coward I can't, how would I look as man bowing to his knees Like the mad cow disease, let somebody lash out at me And not lash back out at 'em, please Oh, whoa, yo, ho, hold up, oh no, not me Not Marshall, you wanna see Marshall? I'll show you Marshall, I try to show you art But you just pick it apart, so I see I have to start Showing you fuckin old farts a whole other side I wanted to not show you, so you know you're not dealing with Some fuckin marshmallow, little soft yellow Punk pussy, who's heart's Jello, 'cause [50 Cent] Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Right now I'm on the edge So don't push me I aim straight for your head So don't push me Fill your ass up with lead So don't push me I got something for your ass, keep thinking I'm pussy Flow Right now I'm on the edge so don't push me even if you do I won't buge I rule this rap game like judge you suck so bad I won;t curse at you I'll say what fudge you hate my career goes to the top yours go to the mud meaning the dirt your pussy under the clothes you probably got a skirt and a pink tee shirtIn this game most niggas are fake they think they hard I'll eat them like a cake I'll bake you in 1,000 degrees my raps pass threw like a easy breezeI eat nigggas chese when spit they say don't hurt me please. Tags: rap hip-hop G-unit 50 cent don't push me Eminem Lloyd Banks Jay-z Nas Tupac 2pac Biggie Dr. dre

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50 Cent- Da Repercussions Talking] Uh huh, Uh huh, five, five, one... it's real shit nigga [Chorus] You niggas say somethin' slick, you'll get SLAPPED for that You niggas schemin' on some jewels, you'll get CLAPPED for that If ya'll niggas want war, I got the MACK for that Run up with some work, and get your head CRACKED for that [Verse 1] Nigga if a nickel bag sold in the park, I want in on it The bullshit I'm in right now nigga, I've been on it (yeah) If I don't eat, nobody eat, code of the street No surrender, no retreat, my niggas rollin' with heat (woo) You'll know my stees, I spark trees, under palm trees Feel a breeze, and fees, in expanded keys Cop it straight from the bay, tap dance on the yay Your people make a G day, you ain't rich, you just ok I take the stand under oath and lie Before I snitch on my clique, I'll fry Or watch time go by Niggas want to steal slabs, and dib or dab In the posse, who steals from the hands that feed 'em, deserve to die [Chorus - 2X] [Verse 2] You gettin' money nigga (yeah), you dimed out (yeah) Well 50 Cent is the hottest shit out this (yeah) You bust your gun nigga (yeah), you on the run nigga (yeah) You treat a grown man, like he ya son (nigga) Yo, I ain't the first parolee, to catch his nigga for his rolee And after being on the street, less than a week Look, niggas who know me, know I'm up to no good Man my fan base is spreading like HIV in the hood Why smack a nigga silly, when I can squeeze the nilly (squeeze that shit) A slug'll split a niggas ass, worst than the philly I stay with the heater, cut the D with Bonita My wifey kept acting up, so I had to leave her It hurted when I left, but I knew I didn't need her If it wasn't for my seed, I wouldn't even hafta see her She tried to front like she don't need me, she miss me, believe me It's that soap opera shit, the bitch watch too much TV [Chorus - 2X] [Verse 3] Aight you niggas tryin' to do too much (STOP FRONTIN') Them little bit of chips you got son, (AIN"T NOTHIN') I seen you with your whip outside (YOU STUNTIN') You spent your last on that (YOU AIN'T HOLDIN' NOTHIN') Rap niggas, they actin' like they ready to flip When I let off a clip, it ain't a part of the script Its like tradition, rap niggas, dyin' they whips So I spent a little chips, to bulletproof my shit You a 6 coupe nigga, but you gears behind Nigga yours a 92, mine's a 99 Your not in my league, the ghetto taught me tools to succeed Shallow up a seed, I'll write it down so you can read If you've been listening, I know you've been loving what I said If not you dumb fuck, I just run over your head Tags: Rap Hip-Hop 50 emnem G-unit Music jay-z hate cent anti sucks fake nas

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