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50 CENT lyrics : "Street King Energy Track #8"


[Intro]
You see a ^!$$% soft, my first instinct is to lean on

A weak ^!$$% eatin' in my hood, ^!$$%s'll put a beam on 'em
These ^!$$%s aint supposed to be eatin' yo
This sweet is sweet an' low, I'll have 'em like %#@! was all good just a week ago

[Verse 1]
Let Drake get you ^!$$%s in the mood for love
I'm back to get you in the mood for the snub and gloves

Dope fiend, morphine, cocaine dilemma
Crack come to cooking up that, boy I'm a chemist
F-ck pill poppin, a strap I pop that

Watch the Henchman trial, see a rat rat on a rat
Got a nice gimmick going, you've been hot a few summers
But I got the type of flow that'll stop World hunger

SK, I got nothing but energy
Call me Fifty, call me Ferrari the remedy
Hi again in case a hater don't remember me

I happen to be what these rap ^!$$%s here pretend to be
Hittin you won't be enough, you gotta finish me or it's Ruger time
The SR9 fragments ricochet in ya $$# go blind

Times up, ya f-cked, gotta learn to duck, wassup

[Hook x2]

Don't make me (don't, d-d-don't)
Don't make me (do it)
Don't make me (you know I do it)

Show you whats up
Don't make me f-ck you up
[Verse 2]

Listen any (*##$ on the milk box aint missin'
I mean some of these hoes running round with Pippen
I'm writing reality it sounds harsh

Shyne (Sean?) try to get at me he sounds washed
I aint even fire back the %#@!s washed
What kind of %#@! is that, this only happens in rap

These ^!$$%s so fake, it make my skin crawl
Hope I aint the last real ^!$$% up over the wall
Ice chunks in the chain, weight spinnin, cream linen

Bulges from the Benjamin's in 'em
Tom Ford, oh Lord, if I aint know better I think a ^!$$% push raw
It feels like it's never gon stop

A ^!$$% so hot, I may spend forever on top
(Forever ever) Forever in the drop
Cant til I got it on lock

(*##$
[Hook]

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