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50 Cent - Cream Freestyle Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Ayo this is some [?] shit, Poke said I ain't gotta go hard on it
I can just [?] [?] and just slide (Yo, yo)
One time (Yo, yo)

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Cash rules everything around me
Queens, get the money, dolla, dolla, bills y'all

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Niggas is starving
That's why they look so tough (Uh-huh)
Niggas malnutritious, they ain't eatin' enough
Me and my niggas, we addicted to stuntin', you can't stop frontin'
Catch us on the block with Glocks ready to pop somethin'
Or in the Porsche dealer with cash ready to cop somethin'
My bitch wrap the coupe now I'm pushin' the [?]
Thinkin', who should I shit on and how to get more dough
Got a bad attitude, I was born wit it and I'ma live wit it 'till I'm dead and gone wit it
Me and my team destroy for position to build like coalitions
Niggas who get outta line end up missing
Motherfuckers stay tryna walk before they crawl, nigga slow down, stash some chips then ball
Listen killin' rap niggas wasn't part of the plan, Ja Rule and Sticky Fingers gon' force my hand
Call me what you like rapper, writer, professional shit talker
Sunday night I'm up at club New Yorker, I keep my wrist icy (What?)
I keep my ears icy (Uh-huh), I keep my neck icy think that's why your bitch like me (Yeah)
Son I'm a heavyweight how dare ya'll niggas take me lightly
Fuck a one on one, I give your ass one chance to run before I cock that and pop that dunn, Queens shit
I live life today like there ain't no tomorrow so I ain't never got a dime for a nigga to borrow, one time
[Interlude: 50 Cent]
If you don't love me alive then don't mourn me when I die (Die)
Good riddance, good riddance to the world
If you don't love me alive then don't mourn me when I die (Die)
Good riddance, good riddance to the world

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo & 50 Cent, Both]
Life is full of greed and envy, scandals and [?]
So if you doin' good you better act like you starvin'(What nigga?)
I seen grown niggas shed tears
And the stress have lil niggas growin' grey hairs
See nine outta ten niggas, try to rhyme(Yeah)
But I been spittin' lines since '89(Uh-huh)
Goin' hand in hand since the real Roxanne, you want beef? we can handle this, man to man
When I pull out, yo there's no need to reload it(Yeah)
I flush you out your house like you a rodent
I'm out for the chips and wealth
Tie you in the truck, have you piss yourself, catching dips on the belt (What?)
Whatever I say is bein' felt (Uh)
The words off my tongue make your taste buds melt
See me and my team, push pies throughout Queens when the lights hit the ice they shine like high beams (Yeah)
Nuttin' but frozen jewels, I'm holdin' tools, some shit could get ugly, like bowling shoes
For my head I got a Teflon hat (Yeah)
I also got a vest for my chest and my back (Uh-huh, uh-huh)
Down by my dick I got a Teflon nut-cap (What?)
And push a bulletproof whip, you could bust that
I know killers that'll cripple ya frame with the Glock(Uh-huh)
Walk off, dribble your brain down the block(What?)
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Cash rules everything around me
Queens, get the money, dolla, dolla, bills y'all
Cash rules everything around me
Queens, get the money, dolla, dolla, bills y'all

[Outro: 50 Cent]
50 Cent (Tony Yayo)
2000 shit
Ya'll niggas is under me, son
All you niggas is under me, son, I raised these niggas, son
This my baby boy, [?] [?] Fathers Day with me, motherfucker