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    [50 Cent]
    Ya, let's take em back
    Uh huh

    Comin up I was confused my momma kissin a girl
    Confusion occurs comin up in the cold world
    Daddy ain't around probably out commitin felonies
    My favorite rapper used to sing ch-check out my melody

    I wanna live good, so should I sell dope for a
    fo-finger ring
    Money and them gold ropes
    Santa told me if I pass could get a sheep skin coat
    If I can move a few packs and get the hat, now that'd
    be dope
    Tossed and turned in my sleep at night
    Woke up the next morning niggas done stole my bike
    Different day same shit, ain't nothing good in the
    I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I

    [Chorus (50 then Game):]
    Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
    And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

    Go head' envy me
    I'm raps MVP
    And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me

    Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
    And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop

    Go head' envy me
    I'm raps MVP
    And I ain't goin nowhere so you can get to know me

    On the grill of my lowrider
    Guns on both sides right above the gold wires
    I'll fo-five em
    Kill a nigga on my song but really do it
    Thats the true meaning of a ~ghostwriter~
    10 g'z will take ya daughter out of Air Forces
    Believe you me homie i know all bout losses
    I'm from Compton where the wrong colors be cautious
    One phone call will have ya body dumped in Marcy
    I stay strapped like car seats
    Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his
    That's 10 years I told Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you
    try me for my Air Max 95s
    Told Banks when i met him imma ride
    And if I gotta die rather homicide
    I ain't have 50 Cent when my Grandmomma died
    Now i'm goin back to Cali with my Jacob on
    See how time fly?

    [Chorus - 50 Cent]

    From the beginnin to the end
    Losers lose, winners win
    This is real we ain't got to pretend
    The cold world that we in
    Is full of pressure and pain
    Enough of me nigga now listen to Game

    Used to see 5-0 throw the crack by the bench
    Now i'm fuckin with ~5-0~ it's all startin to make
    My moms happy she ain't gotta pay the rent
    And she got a red bow on that brand new Benz
    Waitin on Sha Money to land sittin in the Range
    Thinkin how they spend 30 million dollars on airplanes

    When there's kids starvin
    Pac is gone and Brendas still throwin babies in the
    I wanna know what's goin on like i hear Marvin
    No school books they use that wood to build coffins
    Whenever I'm in the booth and i get exhausted
    I think what if Marie Banker got that abortion
    I love ya Ma'

    [Chorus X2]

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