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

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Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't that
I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better that
I say it one time, watch the whole scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now for Billboard, rest in peace
And since my nigga died, I been stress no
Contemplating suicide in my 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 accept
Cause I hate it when bullies try to the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start heat
You could get it in the stomach just Raheem
Cause running a snitch is not quite my thing
I tried to take Buck me, but he stayed on the scene
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 was a family that didn't have a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous brother
Yea, love us but in the meanwhile
You talkin his back and in his face you smile
You out the house, You a failure now
And lil' Game grew up to be a problem
I whip yo head boy, that's for Kanye
I yo head boy, with the back of my tech
Yeap, fuckin group fell flat without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, fuck Reeboks
You a steroid addict, you Detox
you make it out in time to be on Detox
Cause expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And not forget who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot.
You credit, forget it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, said I'm gone
But I'm back, this is rap and a is a fact
They say you turn snitch, you never go back
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, hold that
What goes around comes around, get used to the gold
got cheese, but he dont feed no rats
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 1 brick, built my own company
And don't news about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my deep

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't the hype
Hear that
And be alarmed, this is not a diss
But missusing my logo kinda got me
And I got enough beef, now Lil' dissin
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I will
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching Hill
For real, you mothafucka's got half my skill
I run shit like OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
like 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up with the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, nigga on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my bars are
Like Hova in Takeover, out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude
With Black tattooed on his back
signed to G-unit, now they bustin guns
But last week it was: "My nigga Game, up dun?"
See what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas
And you wonder why I say fuck these rap niggas
So Imma it down for MC's and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I been bangin him for a
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the locked
And thats the reason I fuck with Kiss and D-Block
Eminem in the number 3 spot
And Snoop is my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Jeezy you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, shout out to
Cause your uncle Scarface me that crime pays
like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I forget about the homie Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones, screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
Can't do that without free pimp c
And thats the reason why 50 try to me
So I window shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to get me
'cause know whats up, still got love for em'
Come to the block, 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, Jesse will
And if all else fails, I'll see you in
Wear that spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like
He gonna turn back pastor when the gun in his
The real chain still in when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I givin back shit
Unless Olivia 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 Yayo caught a
I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a smart
Cause in the end you a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years you got tatted by cartoon
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, fuckin Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my documentaries be than your movies 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