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The Click It S All The Same

Click and (Baby)] It' all the same (These hoes wanna marry a nigga) The same ol' game (Then turn around and bury a nigga) It's all the same (It's all

do it, I don't give a damn what you think I'm doin' this for me, so fuck the world Feed it beans, it's gassed up if it thinks it's stopping me I'ma

I hear it for Buckshot? (Buckshot) Buck's hot, spell it and yell it but the shit don't stop It be hot, y'all niggas is worthless in the money market

at full retail It's thirty g's for the title and the ki's Throw in the extra three and take the tyres and the D's Nigga please, this is lik-wit and I'

, we out yo F-ck you thought we was trickin', get out ho, get out ho [50 Cent - Verse 2] It's the same old, same old, extra clips, hollow tips N-ggas

It's dizzying, the possibilities Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down Ashes, ashes all fall down All fall down, all

better believe when it's time to grind I'm down for mine, crime after crime fin to creep to the pad 'Cuz mom's got grub on the grill, if we got the food You know, it's

had to pause and yeah It's still muthafuck 'em, now my game is tight Tight as fuck is my game Eazy-muthafuckin'-E or Eric Wright it's all the same Now

It's the psychopathic maniac, manglin' ladies stick a grenade in they pussy The I start stranglin' babies See, it's death to all my enemies that's RIP