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[50 Cent:] I'm Leavin, On The Next plane I don't' know when I'll be back again I'm a southside nigga, you can find me where dat money at [Tony Yayo:] Find me in ya crib with da ninna' where dat money at [Lloyd Banks:] See me I found a remedy so stop pretendin [50 Cent:] I'll put that ruger on ya head and pop yo mellon |
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[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
See me I gets bizzy, frontin is a rizzy I move with the semi, zip zip through the city The lord can't get me, the lord gotta get me I make shit hot, and lay low till it fizzy You think you know fiddy, you don't know fiddy In the S5-50, the 44 with me My man yayizzy, stay off the hizzy Cell fiends wizzy, they smoke crack till they dizzy Yo man Joey Crack, I told em before You don't want it with me, you pussy fat boy You wann go to war, ok ok I'll go to war Catch you slippin put ya, put ya brains on the floor |
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[Chorus:]
[50 Cent:] I'm Leavin, On The Next plane Dee's ran up in mah crib, they found cocaine Finger prints on the hammerz and heroine Before I go back to jail, I'm squeezin man I'm a southside nigga, you can find me where dat money at [Tony Yayo:] Find me in ya crib with da ninna' where dat money at [Lloyd Banks:] See me I found a remedy so stop pretendin [50 Cent:] I'll put that ruger on ya head and pop yo mellon |
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[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Look, the television caters to pop Not Violent Hicks The unit ain't fall off, that's all politics Niggaz don't throw rights, they throw hollowtips And they don't wanna get married, they want model chicks Sex, liquor, and dough, bottle piff Fuck buyin a phantom, I'll just borow fif's Yesterday's dap is tommorow's piss From a handheld to a colorado cliff Nigga you violate me, I'm sendin you to god I'm no peace maker, that's my jeweler's job I spit it how I live it, nigga you da fraud Put my wieght on ya back, you won't move a yard |
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[Chorus:]
[50 Cent:] I'm Leavin, On The Next plane Dee's ran up in mah crib, they found cocaine Finger prints on the hammerz and heroine Before I go back to jail, I'm squeezin man I'm a southside nigga, you can find me where dat money at [Tony Yayo:] Find me in ya crib with da ninna' where dat money at [Lloyd Banks:] See me I found a remedy so stop pretendin [50 Cent:] I'll put that ruger on ya head and pop yo mellon |
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[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
Touch one of mine, I'll touch one of yours Send us to the hospital, I'll send yours to the mourge I'm like jesus in tha hood, and god to the industry All fifty enemies are all of my enemies I'm a smoker, og kush in the jar Drop the top on the lam, blaze the purple in the car Glock automatty yo, bitch gotta fatty yo 14 bricks, part low, who yo family yo I'm tryin to push 700's, they ain't make em yet They got em now baby, that S-700 crazy Why buy refriegerator doors I blend in the d, and cook up the hores |
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[Outro: 50 Cent]
I'm Leavin, On The Next plane I don't' know when I'll be back again |
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