Our Turn Lyrics
Man the game goes hard on this
Money on my mind b*tches on my dick you can call yourself Curtis but you still 50CENT
Ain't worth a half of $ so halla Igot impalaz that fallow niggaz home and pop collorz like a drown bottle.
Yeah, ive been gone and u miss me, And while i've been gone ain't 1 nigger tryed 2 diss me. will i ever stop dissin the unit? fuk nooo!!! I'm the reason your pank ass lick young buck go yo buck hollat at me i got a slob for u yayo and banks fuck yall i got a glock for you.
i got a shot gun or a 38 june 24th my relase date / ur funeral
its a wrap 50s out of here
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