it's coming back at you What goes around comes around - every word you said You've seen me around at a couple shows Maybe we've talked but you still
give you more and I will never give you less you will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press do you really wanna know whats next, lets
you say when it's said and done 'Cos you can't hide a heartbreak When you can't stop these tears from fallin' down So what do you do? What do you do
spawldy And I feel I'm the youngest, he expects a little more from me So I try to stay humbled and as you can see my vision you can see us Cash Money
I love you And you love me too We were meant to be 'cause shorty You love me And I love you too And I promise I'll be true to you [Verse 4 - 50 Cent]
ever struggle, every strip and every ghetto For every nigga toned in the pain and heavy metal For every child that's born and every nigga gone And for every
what you?re lookin? like 'Cause trouble?s where you been And I can see the kind of trouble you could get me in You better pay attention to every word I said 'Cause you
every word you say You shine your light for me to find the way Just hold me tight and cross your heart to stay Here with me, born to be Every part of you You
jeans up? And instantly, you finna' see how pimpishly I get these hoe's in the streets You niggas killin' me, you ain't feelin' me? The bitch got you
, everything has changed You say how can I make these dirty raps Number one albums, back to back If it was 1950, do you think I'd sell, no They probably
paper while you're in the shade drinkin Zima I'm a schemer, you just waitin on your check from FEMA Been evadin the subpoena to appear in court Different hustle every
you behind Coz all you ever do is just bring me down So would you let me be? Or I'll make you disappear When you hear the word money thats the only time you
we can? I know that jealousy's the devil's greed but you worse than a devil when you turn your back on these young G's Now feel every word that I say,
I love you and you love me too we were meant to be cause shorty you love me and I love you too and I promise I'll be true to you [50 Cent] Go shorty,
sticky, it's getting stuck to my fingers Just said we're here, hitting the game from all angles You got it in the choke call is more like a sprinkle You
It's nothin', you stay connected by the slang you bustin' The things you bustin', the game you hustlin', the days you're cuttin' The flame you cuffin' and the lames you
