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Baby is real shit
my record slow imma show you my dick (reapets 7x)

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Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't need
I'm gas, your whole is ass, I mean that.
cocksucker, better believe that
I say it one time, the whole world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now for Billboard, rest in peace
And since my nigga died, I been no sleep
suicide in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I couldn't my death complete
I guess you say Mya got the best of me
Came back the dead to address the beef
my converse bitch and accept defeat
Cause I hate it when bullies try to the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and flexin heat
You get it in the stomach just like Raheem
Cause with a snitch is not quite my thing
I tried to take with me, but he stayed on the scene
all I can do now is pray for Supreme
While I finish my next album, 5 million and
Anticipating, tellin the world I did it him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the older brother
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You behind his back and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And lil' grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo boy, that's for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, with the of my tech
Yeap, fuckin group fell flat without me
You mad, what you gonna do rap me?
Your is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my a block
Hurricanes in stores the day Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
Cause expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it of came with Pete Rock
And not forget who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot.
You want credit, it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, said I'm gone
But I'm back, is rap and a fact is a fact
They say you turn snitch, you never go back
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold
What goes around around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont no rats
I show the my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know
He me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback
Started 1 brick, built my own company
And don't spread about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad

But Glasses Malone is not to BlackWallstreet
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the
Hear that
And don't be alarmed, this is not a
But my logo kinda got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He don't write his own raps, so I gotta him
I got love for ya pops and I will
So on of Eric Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new nigga's got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this like OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, you seethrough
Posing like 50 on the of the GQ
Button up shirt the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, nigga on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, out Mobb Deep
Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma strip you down asshole naked and thats how Imma you
Then 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 week it was: "My Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't these rap niggas
And you why I always 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 Hov, I like the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I bangin him for a while
I with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck Kiss and D-Block
Place in the number 3 spot
And Snoop is like my big brother, we both by the Doc.
Young Jeezy you hot, we new to this
I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris
Cause uncle Scarface show me that crime pays
like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't about the homie Mike Jones
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
Can't do without saying free pimp c
And thats the reason why 50 try to me
So I went window shoppin and bought 2
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your to come get me
'cause know up, Bloods still got love for em'
to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e made it out alive, God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jesse will
And if all fails, I'll see you in hell
Wear G-unit spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga cars, dressed up like valet
He turn back pastor when the gun in his face
The real chain in Chicago when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I givin 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 Yayo caught a
I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a smart
Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
3 years after you got by cartoon
The beef is over, is gonna fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
Life is a of chess nigga...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I by your house nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
out to the moms and pops, for helping me slay 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,