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Baby this is shit
my record sell slow imma show you my (reapets 7x)

Game]
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't need
I'm gas, your whole is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better believe
I say it one time, watch the whole world back
G-U-N-O-T, now for Billboard, rest in peace
And my nigga died, I been stress no sleep
suicide in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I couldn't my death complete
I guess you could say Mya got the of me
Came back the dead to address the beef
Kiss my converse bitch and defeat
Cause I it when bullies try to test the weak
Thats when I go bishop and and start flexin heat
You could get it in the stomach like Raheem
Cause running with a is not quite my thing
I tried to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the
Guess all I can do now is for Supreme
While I finish my next album, 5 million and
Anticipating, the world I did it without him
If Aftermath was a that didn't have a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous brother
Yea, daddy us but in the meanwhile
You talkin behind his back and in his you smile
You out the house, You a failure now
And lil' grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo head boy, that's for West
I whip yo boy, with the back of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin fell flat without me
You mad, what you gonna do rap me?
Your bars is park garbage, is mediocre
And your new shoes look like Reebok
Try to in my shoes a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, fuck Reeboks
You a steroid addict, you need
Hopefully you it out in time to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And lets not forget who me hot
It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot.
You credit, forget it, I did it on my own
you 300 bars, then said I'm gone
But I'm back, this is rap and a fact is a
They say once you turn snitch, you go back
Heres a of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What around comes around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no
I show the my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Banks know that
He told me I was like a Big Daddy throwback
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news about it it come from me
Guess whos the boss, my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the
that Mike?
And don't be alarmed, this is not a
But my logo kinda got me pissed
And I got beef, now Lil' Eazy dissin
He don't write his own raps, so I gotta him
I got love for ya and I always will
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you chill
I'm the reason you new nigga's got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this shit like OJ and for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, you seethrough
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up with the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my bars are
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma strip you down asshole naked and thats how leave you
Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude
With Black Wallstreet tattooed on his
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin
But last it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap
And you wonder why I always say these rap niggas
So Imma break it down for MC's and
If you hear your name, let the beef begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the nigga
Nas is my nigga, I been bangin him for a
I with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck with and D-Block
Place Eminem in the 3 spot
And Snoop is my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Young Jeezy you hot, we both new to
I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris
Cause your Scarface show me that crime pays
Just Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I forget about the homie Mike Jones
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B
Can't do without saying free pimp c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I went window shoppin and 2 Bentlys
I'm in the seat, motherfucker don't tempt me
Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, Bloods got love for em'
Come to the block, I'll off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
made it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jackson will
And if all fails, I'll see you in hell
Wear that G-unit when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like
He turn back pastor when the gun in his face
The real still in Chicago when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I ain't back shit
Olivia show the whole world she got a dick
Can't to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's cause caught a brick
I my G-Unot tattoo was a smart move
in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years after you got tatted by
The beef is over, G-Unit is fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
is a game of chess nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
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Yea, my documentaries be better than your nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody,
Shout out to the moms and pops, for helping me dem faggots.
G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT!
Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off
It's me, The G-A-M-E,