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50 Cent

No Romeo No Juliet

[Chorus: 50 Cent & Chris Brown]
Ayo, quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'
 
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Hey hoe, get back to twerkin', back to workin'
Get back to strippin', they back to tippin'
Them stacks is fallin', they back to ballin'
Them bottles poppin', bitch, the mall is callin' us
Quit fuckin' around, not playin' around, bitch, shit is for real
Quick makin' a stack, back makin' some mill, I mean, get us a deal
Bitch, fix us a meal, tell me how does it feel?
On the social network when they said a nigga really ain't got no chill
 
[Pre-Chorus: 50 Cent & Chris Brown]
He think he fuckin' my bitch, nigga, that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a hoe, I mean all that money spent
She say you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different round here, we pimpin' nigga
 
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Chris Brown]
Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'
Ayo, quit captain savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'
We pimpin' nigga
 
[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
P.I.M.P, who the shotta them
I'm the girl dem sugar, watch them follow him
Had the homies come through, 400, that be the block
Tag yo shit, we goin' up on the Instagram
Higher than a ceilin' fan, I'm whippin' bricks in the kitchen
I'm flyin' shit out the window like I was Peter Pan
I handle my own shit, I own shit
Alone shit, middle finger to the middle man
Anybody that can get it when they want it
Finger fuckin' bitches, she gon tell me when she cummin'
50 in this bitch and I ain't askin' him for nothin'
That's my OG, if a nigga trippin', get to bustin'
Mo money mean mo problems
If your nigga got the money, we gon' rob him
Boy, I'm simply, a P.I.M.P
And I'ma let it go 'til the clip go empty
 
[Pre-Chorus: 50 Cent & Chris Brown]
He think he fuckin' my bitch, nigga, that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a hoe, I mean all that money spent
She say you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different round here, we pimpin' nigga
 
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I'm gettin' big money, started goin' hard, keep a nigga from hatin'
I’m with a white bitch, nigga Google this shit we interracial datin'
This is a new wave, I'm a new Wraith, my nigga sit on suede
Like I'm Special Ed, but I ain't Special Ed, bitch, I got it made
We here to make the paper, hope you niggas on the same page
You know boy in the hood'll have you runnin' like Ricky from the 12 gauge
You know my bottom bitch, I done told her how to break a nigga 12 ways
A few tricks a day, that there keep the bill collectors away
You hear my name on the street, circulatin', you heard I'm cakin'
These niggas try to compete, perpetratin', what's percolatin'?
I got game for days, ask around, they tell you I put it down
So a hoe feel like I'm right next to her when a nigga way up town
 
[Pre-Chorus: 50 Cent & Chris Brown]
He think he fuckin' my bitch, nigga, that bitch for rent
He know how to treat a hoe, I mean all that money spent
She say you a sweetheart, a sweetheart
Things tend to go a little different round here, we pimpin' nigga
 
[Chorus: 50 Cent & Chris Brown]
Quit Captain Savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'
Ayo, quit captain savin', serenadin' them hoes
She no Juliet for no Romeo with no dough
She report to pimpin', now back to trickin'
She report to pimpin', nigga back to trickin'
We pimpin' nigga
 

Animal Ambition

I got that animal (animal) ambition
I got that animal (animal) ambition
I got that animal (animal) ambition
I got that animal (animal) ambition
 
Why give her love and affection
She just want some bread
I ain't talking of texting
I just want some head
She from a Pirus sip
Where all them niggas wear red
I ain't flying no flags but I'm a gangster bitch
I say say no to drugs then I do that shit
Got a blue fleet of whips
I'm so hood nigga rich
You don't like the way I do it nigga eat your dick
I just call em when I want em don't need your bitch
See my blood on these diamonds everything proper
Your shit look grown and your shit look copper
It's turning homie that's why your turning on me
Admit it I made it, I can't be faded
I roll it up in public I'm a cancer man
Smoke it out in the open like I'm in Amsterdam
I do a hundred miles an hour switching lens in my lane
See my name around the globe niggas know who I am
 
[Hook:]
I got that animal (animal) ambition [x9]
 
You say you hustle like a hustle I be moving shit
Had a couch and a U-Haul filled up with bricks
Got them straps and long clips filled up with led
So when we count on the paper it better come back correct
We out in New Orleans baby niggas hungry for brick
I do that knife for stuntin get shot in the head
Every hood I go through they fuck with me you dig?
Got the eye of the tiger I'm on that animal shit
I got the heart of a lion and the looks of an elephant
Damn scared of rats, but I'm ready for anything
It's the unit my nigga, take a look at my face
See if you test me they'll arrest me I'll be catching a case
New York is a concrete jungle, where niggas got to get paid
Get in the way of that paper and niggas got to get sprayed
Look at me wrong and your dead
You should be very afraid
I don't know how to behave
I'm tamed fresh out the cage
Urrrrrrrrrrhhhh
 
[Hook]
 

Fire

Fire

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I make it hotter, friction turns to fire
You're what I desire, I'm coming to get you, girl
That's right, that's right, it's on tonight
You're just my type, you're what I like
I bring that heat, you heard me right
Everywhere I go, go, let's go
Something new, it's another episode
Music bumping, sweat dripping on the danceflo'
I like it when shorty get to backing it back
When she do it like that, I don't know how to act

[Bridge]
Now work it
Go ahead grind it on me, that's perfect
I'll pay to play if it's worth it
My phone when you want me you can chirp it
Now get to work, kid

[Bridge: Young Buck]
Let me take these bricks and break 'em down
If you want I can serve 'em by the pound
Shorty know she's got what I wanna flip
Baby girl tell me you can handle it

[Hook: Nicole Scherzinger]
Well, if you want it let's go
I got that fire (So hot I burn it down)
Act like you already know
I got that fire (Cause I'm the flyest chick around)
You want it, it's fire, I got it, that fire
So I might ignite ya, it's fire, it's fire

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
I burn it down on stage, I make it hot
'Til the Fire Marshall come shut down the spot
I have the club jam packed every time I rock
These other niggas ain't got the style I got
I go back to the basics and break it all the way all the way down
You can hate it but face it B.I.G. and 2Pac just ain't around
Everywhere you go, there I go, I'm 50 Cent
Ghetto star by the bar I get you bent
You wanna party, let's party, you wanna freak be a freak
You wanna creep we can creep tell me where should we meet
So you can

[Bridge]

[Hook]

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Now are you really ready
I said, are you really ready
I make the temperature rise, now don't be surprised
I have the ice on, stunting heavy
I got a helluva flow, you should already know
Sold over 30 million records already
It's the third time around, you know how I get down
I'm hands down, pound for pound, the best around

[Bridge]

Hate it or love it

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 hood
I'd run away from this bitch and never come back if I could

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 rap's 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 rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me

I told Dre from the gate I carried the heat for ya
First mixtape, I inherited beef for ya
Gritted my teeth for ya
G-G-G-G(G-UNIT!) for ya
Put Compton on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show I threw away my NWA gold and
Had the whole crowd yellin' 'Free Yayo'
So Niggas betta get up outta mine
Fo' I creep and turn yo' projects into Columbine
And I'm rap's MVP
Don't make me remind y'all what happened to DC
This nigga ain't Gotti
He pretend
He mad at us 'cos Ashanti got a new boyfriend
And it seems yo' little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds, and the birds fly south
Even Young Buck can vouch
When the Doc was out, who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth?

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 rap's 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 rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me

From the beginnin' of the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real, we dont gotta pretend
The cold world that we in
It's full of pressure and pain
I thought it would change, it's stayin the same

How many of them balls was wit ya
When you had that little TV
You had to hit on to get a picture?
I'm walkin' with the snub
'Cos niggas do a lot of slip talkin' in the club
'Til they coughing on the rug
I ain't never had much but a walkman and a bud
My role model was gone
Snortin' up his drugs
Bad enough they want me to choke
My boi just got poked in the throat
Now it's a R.I.P. shirt in my coat
Now I'm speedin', reminiscin'
Holdin' my weed, he never listen
If I see him never livin'
Maybe that'll even the score
But if not, it'll be me on the floor

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 rap's 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 rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me

I started out at 15
Scared as hell
I took 30 off a pack
And I made them sales
As a youth man I used to hustle for loot
With that little deuce deuce
And my triple fat goose
Sippin' easy Jesus
Rockin' the leases
But mama whipped me when she found my pieces
I look back on life and think 'thank God I'm blessed'
We the best on the planet, so forget the rest

You know I'm still nice wit my cook game
Look man
It's a hood thang
Thats why im loved in Brooklyn
I handle mine
Just like a real nigga should
If I do some time
Homie, I'm still all good
Let me show you what a thug 'bout
Born to die
I took the bullets outta 50
Put em in my .45
And I ain't even got my feet wet yet
A seven figure nigga who ain't seen a royalty check

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 rap's 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 rap's MVP
And I ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me