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fifty cent - stretch armstrong freestyle lyrics

[50 cent]
uh, yeah, 50 cent
it’s murda mix tape vol. 3
whoo kid, stretch armstrong n-gg-
take that, yo, aiyyo
n-gg-s don’t wanna see 50 on a track
i got these cats that rap scared of me like i’m ace and jack
f-ck that, if i was you, i be scared of me too
yo stretch, roll the weed, while i tell ’em what i need
i need cream by the stacks, sh-lls for the mac
rims for the ‘ac, and a b-tch to blow her back
i need the c-ke to come back, mad time on a jack
i got the fendi sweaters, all i need is the hats
i need the police to chill, stay the f-ck off my back
see a n-gg- in a benz, sway peddling crack
i need a stash box son, so i could stash the gat
i need a stadium light, to leave ’em blind as a bat
flipping from under my plate, while i’m running from jake
i’m making mistakes, look i need extra pace
my man up north, need the new stretch mix tape
i’m physically fit, nah for real son i’m in shape
i need that beyonce b-tch, to take me out on a date
n-gg-s follow my footsteps, ’cause everything i say, slick
but i need y’all n-gg-s, to get off my d-ck
my description in three words, real witty cat
i’m in the club in atl, i’m where the t-tties at
what, what, 50 cent n-gg-, 2000 sh-t, stretch arm-strong
whoo kid n-gg-, whoo kid n-gg-, whoo kid n-gg-
what, whoo kid n-gg-, this how it’s going down [echoes]

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