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