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[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Run tell the Bloods I’m Crip and go tell the Crips I’m Blood

Nigga, I be tripping, bitch, I don’t give a fuck

I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas

Come through 2012, XJ on niggas

I’m a Apex predator, nigga, I’m strolling

Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me

Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?

Why the fuck would you be repeating that?

Nigga, I’m a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June

Now who the fuck said I can’t rap, Jack?

I’m in a dope fiend’s dream, I got it for ’em raw

That’s that morphin memories, except I’m breaking the law

I was born a problem, in the stroller with the llama

I’m violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama

Nah, nah, don’t tell me nothing about none of these niggas

I smoke all these niggas for this bread

[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed

5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah

I’m trying to put this shit away

On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away

From my, oh, my, I got a bernie that’ll fire

From Cali to Kingston, back to NY

Snoop’s master kush, smoke 5 to 9

Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high

Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal

G’s with the trees and the C’s on my level

5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me go hard

Head nigga in charge, this nigga soft as DeBarge

But I ain’t tripping, I’m just flipping my cheese

Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G’s

I got it, always kill, always will

Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?

[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]

5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I’m coughing

Bag full of white 8 balls, I’m going golfing

Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin

Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin

Guess that’s the life of a yay slipper

On top of getting skin like a just like a stripper

Got camels for the jackets, home invaders, man

Coming all black like they Raiders fans

All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging

‘Till the homie taught me to whip, game changing

Now I’m breaking down birds on the coffee table

Yeah, half them drugs sold before they off the table

Gotta look (?) for my half, I’m gonna split

They chopping (?) work that bitch like it’s a killing

Sold them more water, stretching like it’s elastic

(?) rapping, I’m plastic, yeah

[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

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[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

Run tell the Bloods I’m Crip and go tell the Crips I’m Blood

Nigga, I be tripping, bitch, I don’t give a fuck

I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas

Come through 2012, XJ on niggas

I’m a Apex predator, nigga, I’m strolling

Shooters on deck, I break bread and they own me

Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?

Why the fuck would you be repeating that?

Nigga, I’m a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June

Now who the fuck said I can’t rap, Jack?

I’m in a dope fiend’s dream, I got it for ’em raw

That’s that morphin memories, except I’m breaking the law

I was born a problem, in the stroller with the llama

I’m violent, I kill a nigga, put that on my mama

Nah, nah, don’t tell me nothing about none of these niggas

I smoke all these niggas for this bread

[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]

I give a fuck about a fed as I jump up outta bed

5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah

I’m trying to put this shit away

On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away

From my, oh, my, I got a bernie that’ll fire

From Cali to Kingston, back to NY

Snoop’s master kush, smoke 5 to 9

Come by and get you some pounds and now you flying high

Run with the metal with my foot to the pedal

G’s with the trees and the C’s on my level

5-0, you know I go hard, these fools caught me go hard

Head nigga in charge, this nigga soft as DeBarge

But I ain’t tripping, I’m just flipping my cheese

Cause if you really want the bomb come and fuck with your G’s

I got it, always kill, always will

Had that, sit that, my nigga get that, you hear that?

[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]

5 AM in the kitchen, nigga, I’m coughing

Bag full of white 8 balls, I’m going golfing

Now homie got killed last night, bought him a coffin

Retaliated the same night, made him a dolphin

Guess that’s the life of a yay slipper

On top of getting skin like a just like a stripper

Got camels for the jackets, home invaders, man

Coming all black like they Raiders fans

All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging

‘Till the homie taught me to whip, game changing

Now I’m breaking down birds on the coffee table

Yeah, half them drugs sold before they off the table

Gotta look (?) for my half, I’m gonna split

They chopping (?) work that bitch like it’s a killing

Sold them more water, stretching like it’s elastic

(?) rapping, I’m plastic, yeah

[Hook: 50 Cent (+ Snoop Dogg)]

I’m trying to move 1 one brick, 2 brick, 3 bricks, four, more

I’m trying to move 5 bricks, 10 bricks, 20 bricks raw

(I smoke one ounce staring at the caddy on the showroom floor

Now I’m trying to move 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, more

Boy)

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