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Baby this is real
my record slow imma show you my dick (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, believe that
I say it one time, watch the whole scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And my nigga died, I been stress no sleep
suicide in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I couldn't make my complete
I you could say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the dead to the beef
Kiss my converse bitch and accept
Cause I hate it when bullies try to test the
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start flexin
You could get it in the just like Raheem
Cause running with a snitch is not quite my
I tried to Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene
all I can do now is pray for Supreme
While I my next album, 5 million and countin
Anticipating, the world I did it without him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't a mother
I'd be newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You talkin his back and in his face you smile
You out the house, You a failure now
And Game grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo head boy, for Kanye West
I whip yo boy, with the back of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin group flat without me
You mad, what you do rap about me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new look like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my a block
Hurricanes in the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
Hopefully you make it out in time to be on
BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And lets not who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot.
You want credit, 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 snitch, you never go back
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, hold that
What goes comes around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no
I show the world my dick if Lloyd go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks that
He told me I was like a Big Kane throwback
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad

But Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet
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 enough beef, now Eazy dissin
He write his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got for ya pops 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
I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this shit like OJ and pass for the
so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough
Posing like 50 on the of the GQ
Button up shirt the cut off sleeves
I got twin eagles, nigga suck on these
I got CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet
Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through nude
Black Wallstreet tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin
But last week it "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas
And you wonder why I always say these rap niggas
So Imma break it down for and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the nigga
Nas is my nigga, I been him for a while
I with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck with and D-Block
Place in the number 3 spot
And Snoop is like my big brother, we raised by the Doc.
Young you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, shout out to
Cause your uncle Scarface show me crime pays
Just like Paul got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones, screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
Can't do that without saying pimp c
And the reason why 50 try to pimp me
So I went window shoppin and bought 2
I'm in the seat, motherfucker don't tempt me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, Bloods still got for em'
to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jackson will
And if all else fails, see you in hell
Wear G-unit spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a parkin cars, dressed up like valet
He gonna turn 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 givin shit
Unless Olivia show the whole world she got a
Can't seem to save her life, but she a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's cause caught a brick
I guess my tattoo was a smart move
in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years after you got by cartoon
The beef is over, is gonna fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
is a game of chess nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my documentaries be better than your nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
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
me, The G-A-M-E, gone