you gots your defenses up You can never get the love that was meant for ya Shouldn't you know that I use to come through wanna club Real thugs don't never fall in love
glory and '94 was my life and my life wasn't right so i reached out to you and told u what i been through [Chorus: Mary & 50 Cent] Hate it or love it
: (feat. G-Unit) [50 Cent] 50 Cent Mary J. Blige G-Unit! Baby let's shine where we can shine And ball where we can ball Sharin' sometime together we
: (feat. 50 Cent) [50 Cent] The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Heh-heh, yo, yo, yo The only excuse for being broke is being in jail Some
Lil' Kim] + (50 Cent) Now put your face in it I know you sprung off in your tongue, I know you tastin it (Sex ain't a race) But I have a thug nigga breakin
thugs If my yale don't sell how shall we proceed Because we can't slang the urb, cause we smoke too much weed repeat {Fiend} I got 19 dollars and 50
like Goldy And tell Sony they better have my money Cause I play wit the Comodores and be like Lionel Richie Low Income, I stay so hungry that if 50 Cent
me?"!!!!!!!!!!!!!! (chorus) you like it when i back that ass up on you? (50 cent) ooh, baby i like it, i like it when i work that ass, that ass (50 cent
niggaz hit em up WESTSIDE!!! Ain't nobody love me as a broke nigga Finger on the trigger Lord forgive me if I smoke niggaz I love my females strapped love
em Life, love, me I?m gon? live my life, hey Thug life, Lord you know me Same life, same love, same man I?m gon? live my life, hey Thug life, Lord you
Yo Redd Spyder, is that 50 Cent Pac joint ready? Let me know, holla There's gon' be some stuff you gon' see That's gon' make it hard to smile in the future
the money I got plenty (yes!) Now you know me as Bigg Forget Richmond, who was his friend as a kid You sold yo soul, like 50 Cent did wit' Joe I'll shake
think the contract I would have hit his head I would have left his bed completely red [verse3: Biggie Sound] Hug to J. Glock 50 Cent is welcome to my
what I do Talk of my sound, nigga down (Officer down) [50 Cent & (Biggie Sound) talkin'] Yo Biggie, I think they understand! (ya!) How's that motherfuckin' game T.B.S. Thug
me (That's the way it's supposed to be) I gotta be with you, or someone Fly Young Love, my Young Love [Verse 2] Yo, yo, yo in the cut, Young Love still
[Intro - 50 Cent talking] Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo [Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland] Timbaland sounds so good, but I might
that be sexin' me They suck cock that make 'em hot, I just let 'em stand next to me Hundred percent thug, freak too, I'll taste your love 69's the position
:] You remind me of a real love (you dont 'ave to worry) real love all night long im goin down dododododah dododododah reminice on the love we have you are everything Love