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Gun Runners
Aww man... who the fuck is callin'?.. I don't even wanna answer this shit... Hello?. . Whattup nigga it's Black. remember me from way back?. we used to go to school together.
Green Lantern
{*gunshots*}. 50 Cent... Shady... Aftermath... the dream team. We gotta get the get well cards... niggaz is sick. Feel this... (non stop) ... {*gunshots*}.
Gotta Make It To Heaven
(Hook). I gotta makeit to heaven, for going through hell. Gotta make it to heaven, gotta make it to heaven. I gotta make it to heaven, for going through hell.
Good To Be A Gangsta
Chorus (50 Cent). Damn, It's good to be a G-G-Gangsta. Muthafucka it's good to be a G-G-Gangsta.. Verse 1 (50 Cent). Gangsta with bitches. Niggas can't fuck with my Riches. I beat you if I find you Fuckin with my bitches. I beat you if you with some snitches. Ricky Ross ain't no gangsta. Weezey ain't no gangsta. Kiyeezey ain't no gangsta. Them some wanksta. I'm a gangsta cause you can't jock my shit. Lately I ain't made no hit. I carry my gun with me. I'm like Jhon Cena, Ya'll can't see me. Em found me and trained my style. My gun was full but now whats full is my file. When I made candy shop i was hip. But when I made I get money ya'll flip. Now I'm back and ya'll be pissed. But who's up next Jadakiss..
Got Me A Bottle
(Chorus). We can do whatever it is you want that you want to do. Long as I can spend the whole night with you. . Hennessy sippin' (got me a bottle). Bacardi drinkin' (got me a bottle).
God Gave Me Style
[Chorus]. God gave me style. God gave me grace. put my willy upon your face. God gave me style. God gave me grace. God put a smile on my face. Haha, God put this smile on my face.
Ghetto Qua Ran
Lord forgive me, for I've sinned. Over and over again just to stay on top. I recall memories, filled with sin. Over and over, again and again. . When you hear talk of the Southside, you hear talk of the Team.
Girls Go Wild
Give it to 'em Don't do much talking, I just check 'em with the D. Got 'bout 3, 4 bad, bad bitches in the tub waiting for me. My favorite sold and pour her name Elize.
Ghetto Qu Ran (forgive Me Pt. 1)
Uh, huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, South side. What y'all niggas know about the dirty south?. One time. . Lord forgive me for I've sinned. Over and over again just to stay on top.
Get Up
Man I finna do my thang (get up!). It's crazy in the club when I'm in there mayne (get up!). Trust me homie I'm not playin (get up!). I have the dance floor off the chain, I said (get up!).
Ghetto Like A Motherfucker
Imagine I was broke right now. Saying damn, where my friends go. Cat burgler style, I'm coming through your window. Bitch I'm so focused, n-gga I'm so focused.
Get The Message
[Chorus 2X: 50 Cent]. I left a message for your toy, got a chrome .44. Get the message, come out and get the message. It won't even be a war, no beef no more.
Get Out The Club
(50 Cent-talking over beat). It's gangsta nigga. It's too gangsta nigga. I keep it gangsta nigga. Wha wha. It's gangsta nigga. It's too gangsta nigga.
Get Low
Remo The Hitmaker. This is The Unit. . She said she want a stunner. I said, "Baby girl, I'm gettin' money". Drop it down, get low, ahhh, ahhh. Can't forget the girl if I wanted.
Get Money
[Intro: 50 Cent]. Yeah!. 50!. I make it feel brand new! [kids ovation]. Guess what they tell me... [scratches] {BRING IT BACK!} [gunshot]. . [Intro: 50 Cent].
Get In My Car
I'm a straight guerilla with it, cold hearted killa with it. Any nigga gettin' outta line can get it. I make it hot, mothafuckas freeze up when I come through.
Get It Hot
[Intro: 50 Cent]. I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah). I get down, I get down (I like the way that sounds). I get down, I get down, I get down (yeah, yeah).
Get It In
50 Cent - I Get It In Lyrics. . Yeah. Na-na-na-na. Yeah. Na-na-na-na. . Now me im the life of the party. A little bit of juice little bit of the gin. A little bit of Mo et play bottles of the Rose.
Gatman And Robbin
Gee wilikers, Gatman, they got me surrounded. I'm on my way. . I got a Gatman. There's a problem, I'ma solve it. A nigga movin' around. With a big ass revolver.
Get Busy
Get busy get busy. I'm insane yeah chained. I'm the head of the brain. In a weird gang. Make it rain, trick make it rain. I hold on the money buy more cocaine.
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