[bad word]  [bad word] dudeitisrapchik

 [50 Cent]
  I don't wan' talk about it (50)
  Man I don't wanna talk about it (nah)
  Man I don't wan' talk about it (yeah)
  And I don't wanna talk about it (wooo-oooh! )
  
  [bad word]  50 Cent]
  I make millions quick and I don't wan' talk about it
  Nah I don't wanna talk about it
  I shoot a [bad word] kid and I don't wan' talk about it
  Nah I don't wanna talk about it
  I [bad word] the baddest [bad word]  I don't wan' talk about it
  Nah I don't wanna talk about it
  I'm still flippin chickens, I don't wan' talk about it
  Nah I don't wanna talk about it
  
  [50 Cent]
  These niggaz police
  Go 'head, ask me what I'm ridin in so I can say the Enzo
  My [bad word] roll down the window so I could feel the wind blow
  Got big enough for me to fiddle on my kinfolk
  [bad word] with me [bad word]  Moulin Rouge and
  They [bad word] and they strippin [bad word]  I ain't even trippin [bad word]   Me I handle business; God's my only witness
  Watchin homicide, sayin "Who the [bad word] did this?"
  Me [bad word] the street mayne, so I keep the heat mayne
  Sews what you reap, when you [bad word] with the elite mayne
  I don't [bad word] around boy; you better ask around boy
  I hit you with the pound, leave yo' [bad word] on the ground
  For, you poppin that [bad word]  like I don't pull [bad word]   Fully loaded clips and whips, get the grip, clip the bricks
  [bad word] we hittin licks, stickin [bad word]  gettin rich
  That's why my name ring bells all around this [bad word]   Any hood you go through they know 50 Cent (wooo-oooh! )
  And I don't wanna talk about it (OHH! )
  
  [bad word] 
  
  [Tony Yayo]
  Yeah, it's the kid [bad word]  yeah

  Aiyyo, big money, my car got the big face (yeah! )
  Forty-five, my belt got the big eights
  Niggaz hate but I'm low seven star Caesar
  For grimy niggaz tryin to line me like {?} preacher
  You niggaz got the nerve, I'm at Johannesburg
  With Mandela nephew blowin heavy herb
  Then back to the projects, low from the task force
  The dope spot's sellin more [bad word] than Scott Storch
  I'm tired of these pricks, lyin 'bout bricks
  Got my can and my white, my tan like Mariah and Nick
  Fly in the '60 U.F.O.
  Unidentified flyin object on twenty-fo's
  More money more hoes, more money more clothes
  Smoke that AK-48, not [bad word] 'dro (yeah)
  I rock big arenas, not [bad word] shows
  And my pants three thousand, these ain't [bad word] clothes (OHH! )
  
  [bad word] 
  
  [Lloyd Banks]
  Nah, uhh
  B-A, N-K, S-5, 5-oh
  Or 6-8, M-G, tinted with my eyes low
  Homie I'm a Tahoe, fully loaded nine blow
  You see out on hydro, Luciano blind hoe
  Loiue V offended me, {?} in my Bentley   And weekends are the chills, I'ma [bad word] her 'til she empty
  Empty on you if you front, 'til your passenger is stuck
  Give your [bad word] a brand new scar, in need of a brand new car
  I ain't them I'm different baby, I talk, you listen baby
  Listen and I'll show you, how money controls you
  I'll put you in my old school, and let you pop the switch
  Pocketful in every packet, that's why I'm poppin [bad word]   I don't forgive I don't forget, what you said, where you flip
  When you get hit, I hope that's it, pop-pop, all on your whip
  I-I, be on that [bad word]  I'm high, I'm on that piff
  Bye-bye, you [bad word] [bad word]  you ain't hot, you ain't rich
  You a snitch!
  
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