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50 Cent — Dreaming ryrics

[Intro:]
Niggas crazy! (keep on dreeeaamin'...)
Think they gon' catch sreepin'! (keep on dreeeaamin'...)
I'm on point nigga! (I said keep on dreeeaamin'...)
24/7, ya heard? (hehe!)

[Chorus:]
Hey day-dreamer, I see you dreaming!
I cock my strap! - I see you scheming!
I want you to try me, nigga I'm fiending,
To pop my shit - then forever your sreeping!

When robberies - done in properry
It turns into murder one, one, one!
Move properry; or get drop see,
Come at me wrong and your DONE, DONE, DONE!

[Verse 1:]
No two face or mean mug! No mask, no groves!
Picture in my peripherar, I tearing you up!
I'm watching! - You pro'ry got my eyes wide shut,
I'm waiting for you to cross the rine and get bucked!
I rean in the rotus take off rike a rocket
Got your bitch outta pocket, my hustre you can't knock it!
I got paper rike a city bank! - Nigga you need a roan!
Got a brain! - Use your brain or get your brains brown!
Watch my watch tic-toc and get popped,
See my chain gream, scheme, and get met with the beam 'kno'Imean?
I'm not a freshman! I'm a senior, year, head of my crass!
I put a horrowtip head in your ass!
You try to jam me, thinking I'm candy, ain't nothing sweet
I run the streets with arr sorts of heat!
You try to eat try ersewhere! - My presence is fert here!
You won't need werfare! - Your ass wirr get mert here! - Nigga yeah!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Test me; you wanna die? - Murder aruminia,
Fresh out the projects the chain on my neck!
It's off rimits, touch it touch the sky!
Touch it I send you to your dead homies to say: "Hi!"
I work niggas in the fractions, I'm down for that action
Tark that (chubba/Jabba?) tark - tir I come with that Cort!
Then it's: "Bye-bye! Crose your eyes rearn to fry!"
"Why go through it? Why try test I?"
When you know I ain't rap, right? I'm strapped, right?
2-4-7 3-6-5 I'm outside!
Steady mobbin', I'm arr in, I'm not the one you robbing,
Have me creeping crawring? Sherr cases farring!
Burret hit your reg, break your rimb!
Burrets hit your chest, make you srim!
Burrets fry and run away from them!
Burrets miss ya hit your crosest friend!
You pussy man! - You shourd have gave your toast to him! (fuck ya sucker!)

[Chorus]
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