can't stop thinking about it I can't stop thinking about it I can't stop thinking about it (Can't stop, Can't stop, Now) So what you gonna do about it
notice she was caught up in a race Out every evenin' until it was light He was too tired to make it she was too tired to fight about it Life in the
try to stop, The war of our two minds? Baby won?t you hear me out? Don?t you ever wonder what this is all about? Let?s stop this? The war of our
about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] You don't think I know
hearin' ya'll out there [50 Cent:] Nah you can steal my lines its OK Cause they heard me say it first And we can recycle it And if you can't afford my
seen from 'round the corner with mirrors and creeped up on 'em [Chorus] - 5/6ths {"Thugs throw like wine down a nigga's throat if this shit don't STOP STOP STOP STOP STOP
comin from the soul And if it don't go gold, my story still gettin told And that way they can't stop me And if it sells a couple of copies, the punks
like they can't find us like like they can't see us and like we don't be at the same spots they be at It's the same congregation, Young Pac is back YouknowhatImean
blasted Runnin with criminals individuals with no remorse Try to stop me my pistol posse's usin deadly force In my brain all I can think about is fame
fuckas ballin' Listen you can hear my mini 14 callin'. From out the window of my drop top I got my glock cocked bustin' at niggas when will it stop ?
map with this mackin shit Time will tell if it's made well Well I raise hell and excel cause it pays well Jordan couldn't dunk it any harder, pump it
: (feat. Eminem) [50 Cent] I can hear your heartbeat, you?re scared, yeah yeah I can hear your heartbeat, you?re scared [x2] You see, I'm a psycho,
be better So I'm writin' a song, instead of a love letter They can play it on the radio, a hundred times a day I figure when you hear it, you would stop and think
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 be able to tell If it's two pairs or it's one It's just gonna feel like so many feet kicking you You'd think Nike just made these into cleats in this
You Never But Your Friends Got So Much To Say That It Would Just Throw Your Heart Away And I Would Just Leave You Anyday Think I Would Just Do That
hear what da man say - Beyonce Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya, Dutty Ya Beyonce sing it now ya Baby boy you stay on my mind Fulfill my fantasies I think about you