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50 Cent( Curtis James Jackson III )
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Funeral Music
Cam, I mean, I I was being nice to him Okay, I'll get him
You niggas should worship the ground I walk on I make mills off the tracks I talk on, it's king (King) 50 don't call me nigga, I don't wan talk it out The 40 call hit yo leg, go on, walk it out
I see it clear, you're tryin' to sabotage Jimmy? See what happens when you talk after sippin' the Henney? I send Haitian niggas at you, yeah, sao pai say zo-pound Niggas they don't play buck stabbin' niggas on camera
And it's okay 'cause my money make my lawyers Make the shit go away, attempted murder Get a year of probation, dammit you have a clue What you facin'? You must ain't hear me
I done told you I'm a a boss, I'm eatin' good But I ain't chubby like Ricky Ross Word on the street is 50's, not Jake And cam' better stay out his way
Everything's cooler than a fan till you roll on Have you in the high seat? You tryna hold on Niggas in the waitin' room, been waitin' so long Till they hear the flat line and doc say he's gone, he's gone
Ha, ha, that's fucked up When they say he's gone (Crying) Aha, aha, aha, he dead
Boy knew that could happen, fuckin' with the kid This is graveyard music right here, ya dig? This is not competition, this is murder, career ending Mind bending, south side ya finished, now look
Niggas laughin' at cam down on linix They heard what he did But they don't know why he did it
I have 80 and them boys wit black flags Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Come through with black mags And have niggas zip up them black bags
For a second he was hot, now he cold I apply pressure to niggas until they fold But never mind me, man, that's just how I be
The game got me trained They call me the hustle Mayne And like Fame, my style'll live forever They thought I crossed over 'Cause they don't know no better
I think they think I'm laxed now 'Cause I got the cheddar Till I have a turned back Bustin' trust me it's nothin' (Oh)
Everything's cooler than a fan till you roll on Have you in the high seat, you tryna hold on Niggas in the waitin' room, been waitin' so long Till they hear the flat line and doc say he's gone, he's gone
When they say he's gone
It shouldn't have to be like this man (Yeah) Dipset, cam stay up, I'm not gon' destroy dipset Just gotta maintain them from now on Jimmy's the boss of dipset and Juelz is the capo (He's gone)
Cam's demoted to soldier We like Jimmy better anyway Ballin', c'mon man What the last cam joint you like?
Computer's computin', boogety boogin' (He's gone) Cam'ron, you better learn how to talk to me Oh
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