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

Game]
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I need that
I'm gas, whole click is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, believe that
I say it one time, the whole world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, rest in
And since my nigga died, I stress no sleep
Contemplating in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I make my death complete
I guess you say Mya got the best of me
back from the dead to address the beef
Kiss my converse bitch and defeat
Cause I it when bullies try to test the weak
when I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat
You could get it in the stomach just like
Cause 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 finish my next album, 5 and countin
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 older
Yea, daddy us but in the meanwhile
You behind 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 whip yo head boy, that's for West
I yo head boy, with the back of my tech
Yeap, your group fell flat without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck
You a steroid addict, you Detox
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And lets not forget who me hot
It was Dr. Dre took me out the weed spot.
You credit, forget 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 of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What goes around comes around, get 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 told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
Started 1 brick, built my own company
And don't news about it unless it come from me
Guess the boss, nigga my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
Hear Mike?
And be alarmed, this is not a diss
But missusing my logo got me pissed
And I got beef, now Lil' Eazy dissin
He don't write his own raps, so I forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on behalf of Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a
While I was doin mixtapes, they was College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's got half my skill
I run this like OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough
Posing like 50 on the of the GQ
Button up shirt with the cut off
I got twin desert eagles, nigga suck on
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
one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma strip you down asshole and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, him walk through Queens nude
With Black Wallstreet tattooed on his
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they guns
But last it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats the fuck 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 MC's and
If you don't hear your name, let the beef
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the nigga
Nas is my nigga, I bangin him for a while
I fuck Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck with Kiss and
Place in the number 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, shout out to
Cause your uncle show me that crime pays
Just like Paul got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the Mike Jones
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck Slim Thug and my nigga 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
'cause know whats up, still got love for em'
Come to the block, I'll 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, see you in hell
Wear that G-unit when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga 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 show the whole world she got a dick
Can't seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of
And I want my 10 G's Yayo 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 you got tatted by cartoon
The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna apart soon

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
Life is a 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
Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by house nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local 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
me, The G-A-M-E, gone