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50 Cent( Curtis James Jackson III )
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Not Rich, Still Lyin'
Is this mic on, ladys and gently men I like to thank you all for coming out tonight For the screening of my new film Im Not Rich, and Still Lying Its 50 cent starring as Game Sort of biographic, I hope you enjoy yourself
50 calling me crazy, I may be just maybe Im gangster, Im kreping, Im move to Im dripping Fuck 50, fuck Dre, fuck NWA Man Im hurricane Game (EM this nigga changed) I brought the west back, I write the best raps (but what about Snoop), Snoop shit aint all that Man I get bad bitches, now I even fuck Mya (I fucked the first Game), 50 you a liar See thats why I hate you, you think you know me Im tell everybody, you shot my homie I hope the police get you and you go to jail The Feds freeze you accounts, and you cant make bail I hope everybody on G-Unit goes to hell With Eminem, Obie, Stack-qo, and D12 So what I was a? guard, so what I was a stripper So what I never banged, I from Compton nigga
2x Now horror films, they scare me I watch action films vary rarely When its comedy or its drama Its starring me, no problem
GGGGG-Unot, I got my own shoe (game that shit aint go sale) Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com So the ads in the magazine, nobody cant tell (good luck with your next album man, I hope it does well) You trying to be funny, D-Mack got all my money And Jimmy robbing me, they listen probably Me and face had a fall out, he really not my brother We got the same father, but we got different mothers Now Suge punk Dre, but he dont punk me Im on the Vibe Awards this year, nobody punch me (Game you know I write that hook, for hate it or love it) So what, it still on my trophy case I think noting of it
2x Oh!, Ha, ha, ha, this is too much fun man Ay, ay nigga I seen your little DVD nigga Ha, ha, ha, it that all you got I mean, I mean news flash, nobody believes you Ha, ha, ha, did it you say you wake up out the coma 2001 Well your brothers says, you were never in a coma Did it you say, you were in a gang Well your brothers says, you were never in a gang Now you can get your records together And you can submit, to me I mean you can send the records you have To me so I can open your album budget Your recording budget, you got to send the music to the boss Ha, ha, ha, ha, thats me the boss Yeah its G-Unit, G-Unit That it that song, I rule with a iron fist
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