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2Cents Dressed To Kill

I can't compete I'm a fashion disaster You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill

love I can't compete I'm a fashion disaster You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill You better be dressed to kill

you be killin' 'em Girl, you be killin' 'em You ain't gotta worry about her, shorty straight Been chasing her for 2 days, first 48 A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent

killin em You be killin em [Verse 1:] You ain't gotta worry bout her, shorty straight Been chasing her for 2 days, first 48 A bad bitch cost, she worth every cent

I'll use the Colt, the Taurus, or the Ruger I'll pop some through ya Dirty is what I'll do ya I-I'll use the Sig, the pump, or the German Luger [2x] [50 Cent

, you can't be like me It's hard ta be me, like them stunts on TV, G You see me, hustlin', workin' my muscle-in Puttin' my 2 cents where it can be trusted

, you got money, you might get killed And staying Tru 2 da game is a part of life And if you don't, player, you might lose your life Tru 2 da game, Tru 2

get killed And stayin' tru to the game, is a part of life And if you don't player, you might lose your life -chorus- Tru 2 da game, tru 2 da game Ain

cricket alligators Try to scheme off the top but they be like playa haters I got some 2 for 3, 4 for 5, got them rocks But killers, I got 2 for 3, 4