Can't take this...bad! Can't take this...good! Can't take this...bad! Can't take this...good! Can't take this...bad! Can't take this...not bad meaning
you A hundred dollar bills, this ain't new this ain't new From that paris, lindsey, britney, mary-kate, and whitney People say that they clean, motherfucker don't
, and go eat you some pussy I ain't worried bout a bitch, she can kiss my ass The only time I come to fuck, is when I can't get cash Keep your mind off
and go eat you some pussy I ain't worried bout a bitch, she can kiss my ass The only time I come to fuck, is when I can't get cash Keep your mind off
paper in this game If you a hustler (if you a hustler) Niggas be playing with this thang, but you all about your change They can't touch us (they can't
Ain't Tryna Barter Vice Grips On My Hips And My Lips On The Tip Now Let Ya Face Take A Taste I Promise I Will Squirt And It Won't Be Mase Dumb Sprung
and were starting this party from dusk. And I take great pleasure in introducing: 50 Cent ! 50 Cent It’s bottle after bottle The money ain’t a thang
a fitted cap, can't deal with little straps Strictly big guns when it comes to ripping tracks I ain't sweating sales, dub this for your crew Cuz once
could I describe pain could I Describe livin life without desire mayne Could I survive if I couldn't rap or entertain alive And free you can't beat it Who can
chance and I'll try to forgive And I don't know And I can't guess If it's gonna be OK But now my last wish Is that you do this with me Kiss me here
Game] Lace Your Timbs, Polish Your Gators, We Like Odds In Vegas You Can't Ball Then It's Probably The Haters Can't Breathe Then It's Probably The Desert
through in that six trey like sick em Dre. I'm an itch that they can't scratch, they're sick of me. But hey, what else can I say? I love LA. Cause over
and Andy NO raggedy Andy and Andy no it can't be, it can't be Yes it can be the fucking anti christ is back Danny It's Satan in black satin panties This
Quo, Bobby Creekwater (O. Trice) WHAT! [Obie Trice] Niggaz didn't kill me, now a nigga's gone (yeah) Can't, peel my cap back, I'm never at home (ha!)
that her mum didn't abort Now you probly get this picture from my public persona That I'm a pistol-packing drug-addict who bags on his momma, But I wanna just take this
an image I live it Give a fuck? I don't know what a fuck is to give it "Yeah I don't think this guy is well.." I'm high as hell I'll beat you with a
just do what you can't do or make you look stupid and baboozled Confused as usual and you can gt ripped she can open a can too! But you better hope you