50 CentMajor Distribution

I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy) Run tell the blood's I'm crip and go tell the crips I'm blood Nigga, I be tripping, bitch, I don't give a fuck I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas Come through 2012, XJ on niggas I'm a Apex predator, nigga, I'm strolling Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off? Why the fuck would you be repeating that? Nigga, I'm rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June Now who the fuck said I can't rap, Jack? I'm in a dolphins dream, I got it for 'em raw That's that morphin memories, except I'm breaking the law I was born a (?), in the stroller with the llama I'm violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama Nah, nah, don't tell me nothing about none of these niggas I smoke all these niggas for this bread I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy) I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah I'm trying to put this shit away On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away From my, oh, my, I got a bernie that'll fire From Cali to Kingston, back to NY Snoop's master kush, smoke 9 to 5 Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high Rub it with the metal with my foot to the pedal G's with the trees and (?) on my level 5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me bogart Head nigga in charge, these nigga's soft as DeBarge But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G's I got it, always kill, always will Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that? I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy) 5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I'm coughing Bag full of white 8 balls, I'm going golfing Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin Guess that's the life of a yay flipper Choppers making your ass get naked just like a stripper Got cameras for the jackets, home invaders, man Them niggas coming all black like they Raiders fans All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table Yeah, and half them bitches sold 'fore they off the table Gotta lil nigga want him a half, I’m gonna split it The type of nigga work that bitch like it's a skillet Sold them more water, stretching like it's elastic Weigh it up in 250's, wrap it up in plastic, yeah I'm trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more I'm trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw (I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor Now I'm trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more boy)
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