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[Hook: 50 CeAnnotatent (+ 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 Crippin', go tell the Crips I’m Blood [bad word]  I be trippin', [bad word]  I don't give a [bad word] I put the K on niggas, I spray on niggas
Come through 2012 XJ on niggas
I'm an apex predator, [bad word] I'm stronger
Shooters on deck, I break bread and they on ya
Niggas said I fell off, oh, you heard I fell off?
Why the [bad word] would you be repeating that? [bad word]  I'm a rap tycoon, make a 100 mill by June
Now who the [bad word] said I can't rap, Jay?
I'm in a dope fiend's dream, I got it for 'em raw
I got that morphine memories, except I'm breaking the law
I was born a burner, in the stroller with the Llama
I'm violent, I kill a [bad word]  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]

[Verse 2: Snoop Dogg]
I give a [bad word] about a fed as I jump up outta bed
5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds, yeah
I'm trying to put this [bad word] away
On the low, I need a hit a day, think you better get away
From my, oh, my, I got a birdie that'll fly
From Cali to Kingston, back to NY
Snoop's master kush, puff 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 call me Bogart
Head [bad word] in charge, these niggas soft as DeBarge
But I ain't tripping, I'm just flipping my cheese
Cause if you really want the bomb come and [bad word] with your G's
I got it, always kill, always will
Had that, sit that, my [bad word] get that, you hear that?

[Hook (Young Jeezy)]
(Yeah)
(Real Talk)
(See, I get that [bad word] [bad word] 
(Yeah)
(What)
(You ain't 'bout that life)
()
(Keep that [bad word] movin')

[Verse 3: Young Jeezy]
5 AM in the kitchen, [bad word]  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 flipper
Choppers making your [bad word] get naked just like a stripper
Got cameras for the jackers, home invaders, man
Them niggas coming all black like they Raiders fans
All I saw growing up was kilos and gangbanging
Then the homie taught me to whip, game changing
Now I'm breaking down birds on the coffee table
Yeah, and half them [bad word] sold 'fore they off the table
Gotta look, [bad word] wantin' my half, I’m gonna split it
The type of [bad word] work that visit like it's a skillet
Less Soda more water, stretching like it's elastic
Weigh it up in 250s, wrap it up in plastic, yeah

[Hook]

[Outro: Snoop Dogg]
Yea you know what it is
It's your Crippin' cousin Five-O
Anytime you need that [bad word]  smoke
You know I got it cuz
You need 5 pounds, 10 pounds, 20 pounds
Whatever you need you know I got it
And if them niggas out there in the NY need it
Give em my connect so I can hook them niggas up with that Uh
Oo-wee oo-wee! We tryin'a move this [bad word] cuz
Fo' real though I got too much of this [bad word] homie
Yea I'm Bob Marley reincarnated
Jah! Rastafari...