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Advisory - the following lyrics contain explicit language:
You ready? Okay let me wind you up
Do it exactly the way I said do it man
These niggas is pussy you heard me?
Get up nice and close, yaI put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he moves like that
That's my motherfucking toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gonna pop that gatYou don't want to play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fucking with my toy soldier, if he's a casualty of war
Trust me I got more, you don't want it with my toy soldierNow listen up close and follow instructions

Catch a nigga slippin' run up on them buck 'em
I ain't got no conscience, no morals or nothing
They ain't with us they against us we supposed to touch themHere's what to do if you see them approach me
Pop that nigga I don't care if he know me
Half the niggas hating on me use to be homies
I don't trust them when they smile or playing 'cuz they phoneyEvery time I come around they call the police on me
That's why the D's and the prisents know me
They know about my rap shit, they know how I'll clap you
Run like I'm in a track meet, swift with the Mac BCan see the envy in there eyes for sure man
Mad as a motherfucker that I'm holdin'
See me in the back of the phantom
Quick to make examples out of niggas for sure man
Hold me downI put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he moves like that
That's my motherfucking toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gonna pop that gatYou don't want to play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fucking with my toy soldier, if he's a casualty of war
Trust me I got more, you don't want it with my toy soldierShoot, stab, kill motherfucker
You ain't 'bout it, I don't want you around cocksucker
Every word out my mouth is felt
That Uz I pop, them hollows so hot your ass will meltBarber razor in the club, stunt, ill give ya a shape up
Have your ass stitch, gauged, your head all taped up
Niggas know how I get down
See they know when I'm around, my soldiers aroundAnd if some shit goes down and a nigga get laid down
It's no surprise cause niggas know how we get down
Black tints on the tested Rosta, hammer out the hosta
Gat in my lap in case you gotta get clappedYou monkey niggas went to my hood
We on that guerrilla shit, you clap off and miss
We come back and start killing shit
Catch us on the corner wearing black chinchilla shit
We organized, disciplined plus we militantI put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he moves like that
That's my motherfucking toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gonna pop that gatYou don't want to play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fucking with my toy soldier, if he's a casualty of war
Trust me I got more, you don't want it with my toy soldierThrough the window into a mans soul
Fill you with holes listen homes
I'm the man for the job, we ain't playing
Yayo, come onI'm in the coupe or phantom and the body kitted
Waves in my hair looking like Tsunami hit it
Niggas scheme the infrared beam on the mac
I put green on your head like a Oakland A's HatMy boy was a douljah, now he's a soldier
My little son Dula, lettin' off the Ruger
In the whip mashed up looking for his enemies
Riding and gassed up off double D batteriesTonights casualties is hooked to them Iv's
That's when I squeeze, click clack take that
Fall back, it's a contract 50 grand
I'm 50's ManI put that battery in his back
I'm the reason why he moves like that
That's my motherfucking toy soldier
I tell him pop that gat, he gonna pop that gatYou don't want to play with my toy soldier
I say it's on then it's on until your life is over
Fucking with my toy soldier, if he's a casualty of war
Trust me I got more, you don't want it with my toy soldierYa, this is the general speaking
When I say move, nigga you better move
Soldier, I want nobody talking to none of my niggas
Come around with here with their bullshit
Trying to feed niggas bad information and shit
That's how my toys malfunction

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Curtis James Jackson III (born July 6, 1975 in South Jamaica, Queens, New York), better known by his stage name 50 Cent, is a Grammy award nominated rapper, actor, singer, entrepreneur, author and founder of the hip hop group and label G-Unit. After leaving drug dealing to pursue a rap career, he released his debut album Guess Who's Back? in 2002. He was discovered by Eminem and Dr. Dre and then signed to Interscope Records. He has since released 2003's Get Rich or Die Tryin', 2005's The Massacre, 2007's Curtis and 2009's Before I Self Destruct.

50 Cent has engaged in feuds with other rappers including Jay-Z, Ja Rule, The Game, Cam'Ron, Fat Joe, and Rick Ross. He has also pursued an acting career, appearing in the semi-autobiographical film Get Rich or Die Tryin' in 2005, the Iraq War film Home of the Brave in 2006, and Righteous Kill in 2008. 50 Cent is one of the richest hip-hop performers, having a net worth estimated at US $440 million in 2008.

Before 50 Cent ever inked a major deal, he built up a substantial fan base in New York through underground mixtapes. 50 Cent met up with Jam Master Jay of Run-DMC and was signed to his label to write all of Jay’s music. After he’d left JMJ, he signed to Columbia Records in 1996. On this label, he released Power of the Dollar, and the singles How to Rob and Ghetto Qu’ran. Columbia Records released him from the label after being shot on May 24th, 2000.

Around this time, Eminem had heard one of 50 Cent’s demo tapes and expressed a huge interest in him on MTV, as did Dr Dre. Shortly after this, 50 Cent officially signed to Interscope Records. He was the first rapper to sign to the joint label owned by Dr Dre and Eminem. The first song he released on this record was entitled Wanksta and was featured on the 8 Mile soundtrack.

In its first week of release, his debut ”Get Rich Or Die Tryin’” sold 872,000 units - easily reaching Gold status. Within the second week it went Platinum (1 mil) and on April 12th, 2004 the RIAA certified it six times Platinum.

In 2005 he followed the success of his album Get Rich or Die Tryin’ with a new release - The Massacre (originally called St. Valentines Day Massacre until the release date was pushed back). The first single released off this, Disco Inferno, was a huge hit - he followed this hit up by the release of Candy Shop and then again with Just a Lil Bit.

In 2003 Interscope allowed 50 Cent to have his own label - G-Unit records. He first signed Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck as the established members of G-Unit. In 2004, Dr. Dre and 50 Cent had signed The Game under a joint venture.

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