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[50 Cent talking] Is this mic on, lady's and gently men I like to thank you all for coming out tonight For the screening of my new film I'm Not Rich, and Still Lying Its 50 cent starring as Game Sort of biographic, I hope you enjoy yourself [Verse 1 - 50 Cent] 50 calling me crazy, I may be just maybe I'm gangster, I'm kreping, I'm move to I'm dripping F*** 50, f*** Dre, f*** NWA Man I'm hurricane Game (EM this n**** changed) I brought the west back, I write the best raps (but what about Snoop), Snoop s*** ain't all that Man I get bad b****es, now I even f*** Mya (I f***ed the first Game), 50 you a liar See that's why I hate you, you think you know me I'm tell everybody, you shot my homie I hope the police get you and you go to jail The Feds freeze you accounts, and you can't make bail I hope everybody on G-Unit goes to hell With Eminem, Obie, Stack-qo, and D12 So what I was a ? guard, so what I was a stripper So what I never banged, I from Compton n**** Letras de canciones[Chorus]2x Now horror films, they scare me I watch action films vary rarely When its comedy or its drama Its starring me, no problem [Verse 2 - 50 Cent] GGGGG-Unot, I got my own shoe (game that s*** aint go sale) So the ads in the magazine, nobody can't tell (good luck with your next album man, I hope it does well) You trying to be funny, D-Mack got all my money And Jimmy robbing me, they listen probably Me and face had a fall out, he really not my brother We got the same father, but we got different mothers Now Suge punk Dre, but he don't punk me I'm on the Vibe Awards this year, nobody punch me (Game you know I write that hook, for hate it or love it) So what, it still on my trophy case I think noting of it [Chorus]2x [50 cent talking] Ha, ha, ha, this is too much fun man Ay, ay n**** I seen your little DVD n**** Ha, ha, ha, it that all you got I mean, I mean news flash, nobody believes you Ha, ha, ha, did it you say you wake up out the coma 2001 Well your brothers says, you were never in a coma Did it you say, you were in a gang Well your brothers says, you were never in a gang Now you can get your records together And you can submit, to me I mean you can send the records you have To me so I can... open... your album budget Your recording budget, you got to send the music to the boss Ha, ha, ha, ha, that's me the boss Yeah its G-Unit, G-Unit That it that song, I rule with a iron fist (Thanks to nathan for these lyrics) From Letras Mania