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  • (50 cent saying) Yeah Shady (echo) Aftermath (echo) See you met you (echo) Chorus I got places to go, I got people to see, The penitentiary, aint the place for me, Im warnin you do, not tempt me, Ill run up and squeeze And put a hole in you, hole in you (repeat) Verse 1 You mistaken me for somebody that you should be testing, Your should be stressin Im gonna fuckin teach you a lesson, Mac 101s in session and lace the track that Im blessin, Smith and westerns, the weapon, in case you just guessing, (God damh (echo)) These straight busters kept-in, kept-in my benz, hop-in the ends, Watch the 22 spin , my hoes a perfect 10 I got shot up but I got up and Im back at it again, Motherfuckers they thought I wouldnt win, pretend to be friends, At first you fail, try, try, try, try again, Im the best dont you get it, forget it, when I spit it, its crazy, You love it, admit it, you like it, I live it, its shady, Aftermath in your ass bitch, if its not a classic, When its dumped, trash it, so I got it mastered, Stop and get your ass kicked, bastered, your misses get drastic, Glock made out of plastic, cock-it and get blasted, run nigga and stash it... Chorus Verse 2 There is a genie in that bottle of that don-parion, Im a drink till I get to that bitch in the morn, Introduce me to the booth they gonna listen to my words, In the hood they feel my shit... (break-it down...) Picture a perfect picture, picture me in the paper Picture me starting shit, picture me busting my gat, Picture police man dan gotta picture of that, Picture me being broke, picture me smokin a sack, Picture me comin up, picture me rich from rap, Picture me blowin up, now picture me going back, To my momma basement to live, shit, picture that, Where Im from its a fact, you gotta watch your back, You wear a vest without a deck, use a target jack, Hastle hard, money stack, sell that dope, sell that crack, Sell that pack, sell that gat, sell that pussy, crew are back, 50 cent, too much spent? , man Im bent, Im outta here Chorus (50 cent saying) Ha ha Man I aint going to jail Not even to visit a nigga You want to holla at me you wright me, Matter a fact, you gotta send it to sunset boulevard, In montreal, Ha ha Riding around in one of dres farraris nigga, Or matter a fact I might be in detroit, Riding down 8 mile road, You know for one of them en-joints and shit, Ha ha Ya heard, I got place to go man, You know, shady aftermath, We finished our print money, Puttin our faces on this motherfuckin bill thug shit, Ha ha ha ha ha, Aint seem to be doing much...

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