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

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Hit a
No 400 yet, I don't need that
I'm gas, your click is ass, I mean that.
cocksucker, better believe that
I say it one time, watch the whole scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And since my nigga died, I been stress no
Contemplating in my Lexus jeep
I twice but I couldn't make my death complete
I guess you say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the dead to address the
Kiss my converse bitch and defeat
Cause I hate it when bullies try to the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and flexin heat
You could get it in the just like Raheem
running with a snitch is not quite my thing
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 have a
I'd be Dre's newborn, be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy 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' grew up to be a problem child
I yo head boy, that's for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, with the back of my
Yeap, your fuckin group fell flat me
You mad, what you gonna do rap me?
bars is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look like Reebok
Try to in my shoes a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of came Pete Rock
And lets not forget who me hot
It was Dr. Dre that me out the weed 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 is a fact
They say you turn snitch, you never go back
a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What goes around comes around, get used to the plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no
I the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know
He me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback
with 1 brick, built my own company
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 the hype
that Mike?
And don't be alarmed, this is not a
But missusing my logo kinda got me
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you gotta
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's got half my skill
I run this shit like OJ and pass for the
Trying so to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough
like 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up shirt the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out 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 naked and thats how Imma leave you
Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude
With Wallstreet tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin
But last week it was: "My nigga Game, up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you trust these rap niggas
And you why I always say fuck these rap niggas
So Imma break it down for MC's and
If you don't hear your name, let the beef
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 streets
And thats the same reason I with Kiss and D-Block
Place Eminem in the 3 spot
And Snoop is like my big brother, we raised by the Doc.
Jeezy you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, out to Ludacris
Cause your uncle Scarface show me that crime
Just like Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't about the homie Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones, Skeet the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
do that 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 drivers seat, motherfucker tempt me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause scared to come get me
know whats up, Bloods still got love for em'
Come to the block, shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for
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 parkin cars, dressed up valet
He gonna turn back when the gun in his face
The real still in Chicago when I'm takin the fake
You can who you want, I ain't givin back shit
Unless Olivia show the whole she got a dick
seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's Yayo caught a brick
I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a move
Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
3 years after you got by cartoon
The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna fall apart

Faggot ass
I guess I win
Life is a game of nigga...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Chicken Little,
Stop Snitchin, Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my documentaries be better your movies nigga, Hahaha
I by your house nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody,
Shout out to the 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,