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      C.R.E.A.M. 2009

      C.R.E.A.M. 2009

      50 Cent

      Album: War Angel LP

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      50 Cent - C.R.E.A.M. 2009 Música y Letra

      [Intro: 50 Cent]
      You wan' smoke that?
      Go 'head, roll it son
      I don't give a fuck man (Six Figga)
      Smoke that shit man
      Or you can smoke crack if you wanna smoke crack
      I don't give a fuck what you wanna do man
      Don't look to me to stop you man - yeah
      I'm not gettin in the way
      
      [Chorus: 50 Cent]
      Cash Rules, I keep a shooter 'round me, Queens!
      Get the money, I have a nigga killed y'all (killed y'all)
      Kill the hood, ask niggaz 'bout me, Jesus!
      For the money, niggaz'll go real hard (real hard)
      
      [50 Cent]
      You are now under my hypnosis
      Summertime grind, come out with the toasters
      I return like a animal ferocious
      New money breathe, new enemies, nigga you know this
      Another mil', another nigga sick
      I got nothin but hard dick for your bitch to lick
      I box you orthodox out boy, outlaw bricks of raw
      I'm out in the grind, I make the dope price soar
      Shit cool 'til the mac out, run when it back out
      A nigga finna blackout, better pray that bitch jam
      It's in God's hands, it's all God plan
      You mean even when a nigga gettin smoked, goddamn
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [50 Cent]
      I push my pen with passion, I'm the author of the struggle
      When pain is a head crack, designer of the devil
      Trip' 6-6-6, I'm back on my bullshit
      See clear through my third eye; it's gon' be a murda
      E'ry summer, e'ry winter, e'ry spring
      You think I'm bullshittin I put that on e'rything
      The shootin gon' stop right after the shit-talkin
      I was sellin crack while Mike was moonwalkin
      20 off a pack, I stack, I can't call it
      I blast ya like NASA, Jack, you outta orbit
      I mean you outta order, you don't want me to send a nigga to you
      So he could put some hot shit through you, do you?
      
      [Chorus]
      
      [Outro: 50 Cent]
      Yeah, I'm back baby I'm back!
      New shit, the drought over, new product
      Yeah, man I can't fit in with these niggaz man
      I mean niggaz got mohawks, they wearin skinny jeans man
      I think these niggaz is faggots man, for real man
      They with the rainbow club man
      You think this shit is a fad? C'mon man!
      I think it's more than that man
      I think it's more than that
      So if a nigga wear a dress, you gon' put on a dress too?
      C'mon man...
      
      [Chorus]

      50 Cent - C.R.E.A.M. 2009 Música y Letra

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