My Life (50 Cent)

Punk ass mothafucka, get your ass up
What chu was goin do? kill me in my sleep you bitch ass nigga?
Tupac, Biggie! shut the fuck up! fucking dogs barking and shit

Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

Fuck You Nigga!

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you die
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people 
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life) 

Take me away from the hood like a state penitentiary
Take me away from the hood in the casket or a Bentley
Take me away
Like I overdosed on cocaine
Or take me away like a bullet from Kurt Cobain
Suicide (Suicide... suicide...)
I'm from a Windy City, like "Do or Die"
From a block close to where Biggie was crucified
That was Brooklyn's Jesus
Shot for no fuckin' reason
And you wonder why Kanye wears Jesus pieces? (My Life) 
'Cause that's Jesus people
And The Game, he's the equal
Hated on so much, "The Passion of Christ" need a sequel
Yeah, like Roc-a-fella needed Sigel
Like I needed my father, but he needed a needle (My Life) 
I need some meditation, so I can leave my people
They askin' "Why? " Why did John Lennon leave The Beatles?
And why every hood nigga feed off evil?
Answer my question before this bullet leave this Desert Eagle

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you die
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people 
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life)

We are not the same, I am a Martian
So approach my Phantom doors with caution (caution... caution)
You see them 24's spinnin'? I earned em
And all the pictures of me and Em, I burned em
So it aint no proof that I ever walked through 8 mile
And since it aint no proof I never walked through 8 mile
Sometimes I think about my life with my face down
Then I see my sons and put on that Kanye smile (My Life) 
Damn, I know his momma proud
And since you helped me sell my dream, we can share my momma now
And like MJB, "No More Drama" now
Livin' the good life, me and Common on common ground
I spit crack and niggas could drive it outta town
Gotta Chris Paul mind state, I'm never outta bounds
My life used to be empty like a glock without a round
Now my life full, like a chopper with a thousand rounds 

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you die
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people 
But I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life)

Walk through the gates of Hell 
See my Impala parked in front
With the high beams on 
Me and the Devil share chronic blunts
Listening to the "Chronic" album 
Playing backwards
Shootin' at pictures of Don Imus for target practice
My mind fucked up, so I cover it with a Raider hood
I'm from the city that made you motherfuckers afraid of Suge (Compton...

Compton...)
Made my grandmother pray for good
And never made her happy, and I bet that new Mercedes could 
(My Life) 
Ain't no bars, but niggas can't escape the hood
They took so many of my niggas, that I should hate the hood
But it's real niggas like me, that make the hood
Ridin' slow in that Phantom just the way I should (My Life) 
With the top back
In my Sox hat
I'm paid in full, the nigga Alpo couldn't stop that
Even if they brought the nigga 'Pac back
I'd still keep this motherfucker cocked back

And I'm grindin' til I'm tired
They say "You ain't grindin' til you die
So I'm grindin' with my eyes wide
Looking to find
A way through the day
A life For the night
Dear Lord, you've done took so many of my people 
I'm just wonderin' why you haven't taken my life 
Like what the hell am I doing right?
(My Life)
(My Life) 
(My Life) 
(My Life) 
(My Life)

Hate It Or Love It (50 Cent)

[50 Cent]

Yea
Let's take'em back
Uh huh

Coming up I was confused
My mama kissing a girl
Confusion occurs
Coming up in a cold world
Daddy aint around
Probably out committing felonies
My favorite rapper used to sing
Check, check out my melody
I wanna live good so shit I sell dope
For a four-finger rings
One of them gold ropes
Nana told me if I passed I get a sheep skin coat
If I could move a few packs
I get the hat
Now that'll be dope
Tossed and turn in my sleep that night
Woke up the next morning
Niggaz done stole my bike
Different day, same shit
Ain't nothing good in the hood
I run away from this bitch
And never come back if I could

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit

[Game]

On the grill of ma low rider
Guns on both sides
Right above the gold wires I four-five'em
Kill a nigga on ma song
And really do it
That's the true meaning of a ghostwriter
Ten g'z will take your daughter outta air forces
Believe you me homie, I know all about losses
I'm from Compton, wear the wrong colors, be cautious
One phone call, have your body dumped in Marcy
I stay strapped like car seats
Been banging since ma lil' nigga, rob, got killed for his Barkley's
That's ten years
I told Pooh in '95
I'll kill you if you try me for my air-max 95's
Told Banks when I met'em I'm a ride
And if I gotta die, rather homicide
I ain't had 50 cent when ma grand-mama died
Now I'm going back to Cali with ma jacob on
See how time fly?

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me

I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me

I'm rap's MVP

And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

[50 Cent]

From the beginning to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real we aint gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
It's full of pressure and pain
Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

[Game]

Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
Now I'm fucking with 5-0, it's all starting to make sense
My Ma's happy, she aint gotta pay the rent
And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
Waiting on Sha Money to land sitting in the range
Thinking how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes
When there's kids starving
Pac is gone, and Brenda still throwing babies in the garbage
I wanna know what's going on like I hear Marvin
No school books
They use their wood to build coffins
Whenever I'm in a booth
And I get exhausted
I think what if Marie Baker got that abortion
I love you Ma

[Chorus]
[50 Cent]

Hate it or love it the under dog's on top
And I'm gon shine homie until my heart stop

[The Game]

Go'head'n envy me
I'm rap's MVP
And I ain't going no where
So you can get to know me

Just A lil Bit (50 Cent)

Yeah... Shady....Aftermath.. G-Unit
Damn baby all I need is a lil' bit...
A lil bit o' dis a lil bit o' dat...
Get crackin' in the club when you hear the shit..
Drop it like it's hot when you're workin' that back....
Girl shake that thing yeah work that thing,
Let me see it go up and down...
Rotate that thing,
I wanna touch that thing when you make it go round and round...
I step up in the club I'm like who you with
G-Unit in the house yeah that's my clique
Yeah I'm young but a nigga from the old school,
On a dance floor nigga doing old moves...
I don't give a fuck I do what I wanna do,
I hit your ass up boy I done warned you,
Better listen when I talk nigga don't trip, Y
our heat in the club, mine's in this bitch,
I ain't tryin' to beef I'm tryin' to get my drink on.
I got my diamonds, my fitted, and my mink on..
I'm gonna kick it at the bar til it's time to go,
Then I'm gonna get shorty here and I'm gonna let her know...

[chorus] 

All a nigga really need is a lil bit, 

not a lot baby girl just a lil bit.. 

we can head to the crib in a lil bit..

 I can show you how I live in a lil bit, 

I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit, 

take 'em off pull em down just a lil bit, 

get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit... get to lickin', a lil bit... 

[verse 2] 

This is 50 comin' out your stereo.. 

Hard to tell tho cuz I switch the flow, 

Eyes a little low cuz I twist tha dro 

Pockets on swoll cuz I move the o's..

 My neck, my wrist, my ears is froze

 Come get your bitch she on me dawg, 

She must a heard about the dough, 

Now captain c'mon and save a hoe. 

I get crunk in the club I'm off the chain 

Number 1 on the chart all the time mayne 

When the kid in the house I turn it out 

Keep the dance floor packed that's without a doubt 

Shorty shake that thing like a pro man 

She back dat up on me I'm like oh man 

I get close enough to her so I know she could hear 

System thumpin' party's jumpin I say it loud and clear. 

[chorus]

All a nigga really need is a lil bit, 

not a lot baby girl just a lil bit..

 we can head to the crib in a lil bit.. 

I can show you how I live in a lil bit, 

I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit,

 take 'em off pull em down just a lil bit,

 get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit... get to lickin', a lil bit... 

[bridge] 

You really got me feelin' right.. (ya heard me) 

My mama gone you can spend the night (ya heard me) 

I ain't playin' I'm tryin' to fuck tonight (ya heard me) 

Clothes off, face down, ass up, c'mon (haha). 

[chorus 2x]

All a nigga really need is a lil bit, 

not a lot baby girl just a lil bit.. 

we can head to the crib in a lil bit.. 

I can show you how I live in a lil bit, 

I wanna unbutton your pants just a lil bit,

 take 'em off pull em down just a lil bit, 

get to kissin' and touchin' a lil bit... get to lickin', a lil bit...

It's All Good (50 Cent)

Jake:
All ya'll niggas in the club
tryna get in my place? (It's
all good)
f you think i'm gonna Take You Anywhere,Get outta my Face but it's all good
You love me more no!! but it's all good
leave me alone but it's all good

50: 
Yo i been kidnapped,carjacked
hands tied behind my back
but other than that it's all good
I've Been From this hood
i'm a motherfuckin pest a pest from the west niggas be callin me all up in my game people be suckin my dick while i'm bringin the pain
missy and milessa all up in my grill
Missy: Nigga, you think i'm playing? 50 u need to chill
50:People they come and they go
i'm from the wild wild west let's do the rodeo