50 Bars lyrics

Artist  : 50 Cent 
Song : 50 Bars



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 50 Bars of pleasure 50 bars of pain 
When I'm dead and gone niggaz gonna remember my
name 50 

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Yo Black is flashy like Alpo gun happy like Pappy
Sneaky muthaf**ka remind me of nigga that crack
me
He aint the type you shoot dice with and win dog
Unless you want to get your as* layed out in
gilmore
Yes we soldiers, remind me Troy and E-Bags
When they came through they hollored like 'What
up Conrad?'
Grimey niggaz they loved to get gully
Summertime still had on black gloves and scullies
The Lex 450 pulled up that's Cornbread
Them niggaz from Philly would of called him an
old head
But he an OG remind me of Chaz and Bump real low
key
Sounded like he didn't know nothing about drama
For this money sh*t many men do trauma
Switchy walked in son, this bit*h had the baddest
ass
The bulletproof glass was rolled up on the
S-Class
Heard in DC he kept mad blocks in order
Picture this a young nigga gettin it like Rich
Porter
Sonny came in for half a pit
He got knocked, he on lock still controllin' his
block from constop
Pop pulled up in the CL5 his project changed
His man just got f**king murked by Salene
Heard he got it in the range nigga Bean popped
one in his brain
Over some-thing took his watch and his chain 
Country boys off the hook down there and Richmond
main.
In the black 740 I sat, hat turned back
Bow down baby nelly singing my wrist blinging
What!
I'm waiting on this nigga Wise we lost for two
pies
 
Son he smokin that sh*t I can see it in his eyes
Coming up wise emotions closed 
Most buying round looking for wisemen toast
Benny hopped out the Esculade with a few
thourough men from B-More
They sellin heroin in Maryland reverse back to
Diesel
Killed like 4 fiends his popularity grew that
only meant more cream
First it was him and his brother now he got a
team
Went from 5 and a half grams to living the dream
City pulled up Goddamn you know his format
Bentley is all marble in the door and floor match
Got the gats out the stash box popped 2 glocks
Peace 'All Eyez on Me' 2Pac
Everybody know he a boss he gotta floss
He on the same bullshit that sent Gotti up north
That's Dime in the blue ts stunting like he Nicky
Barnes
He broke but he talk like he a Don
Homes hoppin out the Jag that's Max haitian cat
Kill a nigga quick remind me of Haitian Jack
I peep his style son I know his stelo, He on the
d-low
He smile at niggaz mumbling f**k you in Creole
Heard war stories bout how he maneuver with the
Ruger
Hold the iron horizontally and send shots through
ya
Few niggaz tried to murk him, most them got fount
Some turnt away try to run they in wheelchairs
now
Banks hopped out bulletproof this, bulletproof
that
Bulletproof snorkel, bulletproof hat
Got out a Black hummer he blew 90 on that
Poppin mad sh*t like he gonna bulletproof that
lets go