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 Born  Die Alone
 50 Cent
 
 Chorus-
 I came in  world by myself (uh huh)
 So i  need no friends (nope)
 I rather have it  way (yeah)
 It's ok, it's  (it's ok nigga)
 You motherfuckers gon' respect  (yeah)
 Cuz i  take you off here today
 I rather have it  way (uh huh)
 It's ok,  ok (whooooo)
 
 Verse-
 Uh..
 I'm on the prowl with the hammer, hardly smile  the camera
 too many niggaz is dyin', i'm spendin'  with my grandma (geah)
 a hundred grand in the safe, a  grand in your face
  million plus in the bank, will scuffed in the paint (Oh!)
 you handcuffin' that  she dont wanna be with you
 all  want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it too (uh huh)
 stick the heaters through, so we can party 
 rare son will  it through, brawl it out in Hollywood
 the Boywonder  unravel your team
 i'm TRL next to Avril Lavigne, all my carrots  green (uh)
 the booda is purple (uh) we rule and  hurt you (uh)
 you movin' in circles,  do it all, movies, commercials (God Damn!)
  clubs, ladies and thugs, hood and the 'burbs
  on the red carpet cuz i'm good with my words
 i'm ready for war, i'm  my chips
 you  your lips, you niggaz ain' even hoodrich.. (Geah!)
 
 Chorus-
 I  in this world by myself (uh huh)
 So  don't need no friends (nope)
  rather have it this way
 It's ok, it's  (it's ok nigga)
 You  gon' respect me (geah)
  i can take you off here today
 I rather have  that way (uh huh)
 It's ok, it's  (Ghea!)
 
 Verse-
 Keep your circle official, watch  niggaz thats with you (why)
 outsiders'll get you, hot  in your tissue (sue)
 all i need is my figures, i  stressin' no hoes (uh)
 ridin' roudn with my  hand crushin' that 'Dro
 Fiddy made me a  now they know who we are
 album top of the charts, your condo is my  (Ha)
 income  my chain. stash box is my watch (huh)
 you fairly new in  game, i ain't passin' the rock (na uh)
 all i been sensin'  hate, ever since i been straight
 cuz they stuck  the hood, hand crumbs in their plate (Ha)
 and i'm  the nine, in case they wanna combine
  up on a nigga, i ain't rappin' in line
  your eye on your money, stop eyeballin' mine
 drop sumthin' every year, flop  of the time
 stop makin'  records, i ain't answerin' shit
  don't you get off my dick... Bitch!
 
 Chorus-
 I came in this world by 
 So i don't need no  (uh huh)
 I rather have it this  (uh)
 It's ok, it's ok (it's  nigga)
 You motherfuckers gon' respect 
 Cuz i can take  off here today (uh huh)
 I rather have it that 
 It's  it's ok
 
 Outro-
 It's ok nigga..
 I don't  no friends..
 I  money.. Hahaha
 G-UNit...!!!