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50 Cent (Mouseover for the latest 50 Cent Videos and News)  Send " 50 Cent" Ringtones to your Cell Lyrics of 50 Cent Songs 50 Cent Touch the Sky   [CHORUS:] Man i run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high   [VERSE 1: 50 CENT] U wanna dance lets dance nigga ill take u to da prom Im armed tre pound in my palm im calm Nigga my mamma made a baby boy the hood made a man My first 14 grams took that and made a grand I do this you knew this i told you pussy Ur fate ur death date ill fucking come for u pussy Have you like ei-ei-uh oh after the 44 blow I get low they say i go like a pro Its a rap when im doseing You smoked like a roach U been clapped then in fact theres no coming back from that Im the last of my breed No henny no weed Just my vest and my semi In the back of that bentley Im nos and im bras See im there and im gone Cause my loyals is strong And my money here is long So when im right im right And when im wrong im right Ill hit your ass up right Nigga its nighty night   [CHORUS:] Man i run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high   [VERSE 2: TONY YAYO] Hey yo im higher than a pilot man Ill cut your body man Beat the case i lied on a polygram These ogs talk about back in the days I have an r.i.p. sign on your myspace page Im your top eight nigga Drop eight nigga GCT coupe its sour grape nigga Im an ape nigga a gorilla in the mist I hold weight nigga my connect gots bricks I wear gold you wear platinum we still got the same cars Same house and still fuck the same broads Dreams of fucking an r&b bitch Yeah you look good girl but get your teeth fixed Im the teflon don boy i get busy Ur legs to strong doing sex with pretty ricky 760 drive by light tint With two hoes in the whip looking like flip   [CHORUS:] Man i run this rap shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Rest in piece to Biggie Smalls Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high R.I.P. to Tupac Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high Nigga roll that good shit Get your hands up high, hands up high, hands up high    Return to my 50 Cent Lyrics page The lyrics are Copyright their respective owners.  Send " 50 Cent" Ringtones to your Cell Sign Up For My Newsletter Subscribe | Unsubscribe Site Map | Disclaimer | Privacy Policy | Media Kit | Submissions/Corrections Website © 2000-2012 mattsmusicpage.com. All rights reserved. Operated by MM Page, LLC Custom Search