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[50 Cent]
Yeah, let`s take `em back Uh-huh.. Comin up I was confused, my mommy kissin a girl Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world Daddy ain`t around, probably out commitin felonies My favorite rapper used to sing, "Check check out +My Melody+" I wanna live good, so shit I sell dope Four-four finger ring, one of them gold ropes Lana told me if I passed I`d get a sheepskin coat If I can move a few packs I`d get the hat, now that`d be dope Tossed and turned in my sleep that night Woke up the next mornin, niggaz had stole my bike Different day, same shit, ain`t nuttin good in the hood I`d run away from this bitch and never come back if I could [Chorus 2X: 50 Cent] + (The Game) Hate it or love it, the underdog`s on top And I`m gon` shine homey until my heart stop (Go `head envy me, I`m rap`s M.V.P.) (And I ain`t goin nowhere, so you can get to know me) [The Game] G-G-G-G-G-Unit, on the grill of my lowrider Guns on both sides, right above the gold wires I`ll fo`-five `em, kill a nigga on my song and really do it, that`s the true meanin of a ghostwriter Ten G`sll take your daughter out her Air Forces Believe you me homey, I know all about losses I`m from Compton, where the wrong colors be cautious One phone call`ll have your body dumped in marshes I stay strapped like car seats, been bangin since my lil` nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys That`s ten years, I told Pooh in ninety-five I`ll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95`s Told Banks when I met him I`ma ride and if I gotta die, I`d rather a homicide I ain`t have 50 Cent when my grandmama died Now I`m goin back to Cali with my Jacob on See how time fly? [Chorus] [50 Cent] From the beginnin to the end, losers lose When it`s win this is real we ain`t got to pretend The cold world that we in, is full of pressure and pain Enough of me nigga now listen to Game [The Game] Used to see five-oh, throw the crack by the bench Now I`m fuckin with 5-0 it`s all startin to make sense My moms happy, she ain`t gotta pay the rent And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz Waitin on shop money to lamp, sittin in the Range Thinkin how they spent 30 million dollars on airplanes when there`s kids starvin `Pac is gone and Brenda still throwin babies in the garbage I wanna know "What`s Goin` On" like I hear Marvin No schoolbooks, they used that wood to build coffins Whenever I`m in the booth and I get exhausted I think what if Marie Bank had got that abortion? I love you ma [Chorus]
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