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Soundtrack Get Rich Or Die Tryin

ain't never got a nigga ass stuck in the can Nah, I don't know nothin 'bout dro or hash Coke, dope, ex, dust or crystal meth Nah, I'm just tryin to rap to get

ass mayne When niggaz get to beefin' i be laffin' 'cause i can send my homiez through to blast 'um Stick him with the ?? or just slash 'um Now fool are

and piss in your grave.. You a rider right, that ride tonight (come on) Nigga you gon' ride or you gon' die tonight.. (come on) Nigga cock the steal, this is kill or

is or he ain't your man (Ha Ha!) please say he's just a friend If I was your best friend [Verse 1] First we get the talkin, then we get the touchin

Smile in your face but he wants your ass clapped Fake love.. Fake love's when they never be around But once you get rich, they all get down Fake love..

So I hustle (hustle) Nigga you get in my way when while I'm tryin to get mine And I'll buck you (buck you) I don't care who you run with, or where you

'cause he aint never gon' be shit, i done work so hard but i will make you a corner of the cob, you be performin for God either that or rob you on

let my paper stack when I'm filthy Funny how a nigga get the screw facing at me Anyhow, they aint got the heart to get at me I'll get down, southsides

used to ask about him Like she in and out of town right that niggaz get down right I used to say, all I know, is the nigga get money And you standin in