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

Game]
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I need that
I'm gas, your whole is ass, I mean that.
cocksucker, better believe that
I say it one time, watch the world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now for Billboard, rest in peace
And since my died, I been stress no sleep
Contemplating suicide in my Lexus
I twice but I couldn't make my death complete
I you could say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the to address the beef
Kiss my bitch and accept defeat
Cause I hate it bullies try to test the weak
Thats 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 take Buck me, but he stayed on the scene
Guess all I can do now is pray for
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, you'd be the jealous older
Yea, love us but in the meanwhile
You behind his back and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And Game grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo head boy, for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, the back of my tech
Yeap, fuckin group fell flat without me
You mad, what you do rap about me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And new shoes look like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my a block
Hurricanes in stores the day Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a steroid addict, you need
Hopefully you it out in time to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of came with Pete
And lets not who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre took me out the weed spot.
You want credit, it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, then said I'm
But I'm back, this is rap and a is a fact
They say once you turn snitch, you never go
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker that
What goes around comes around, get used to the plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont no rats
I the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Banks know that
He told me I was like a Big Kane throwback
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news about it unless it from me
Guess the boss, nigga my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, believe the hype
Hear Mike?
And don't be alarmed, this is not a
But my logo kinda got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Lil' dissin
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got love for ya and I always will
So on behalf of Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new nigga's got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got my skill
I run this like OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
up shirt with the cut off sleeves
I got desert eagles, nigga suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my bars are
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb
Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you got sickas, fuck your talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
strip you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude
Black Wallstreet tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now bustin guns
But last week it was: "My Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you 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 is like my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Young Jeezy you hot, we both new to
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 forget about the homie Mike
Who? Mike Jones, Skeet screw the song
I with Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that without saying pimp c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I went window and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, don't tempt me
Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to come get me
'cause know up, Bloods 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 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 that G-unit spinner when you to L.A.
I a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like valet
He gonna back 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 givin back 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 Yayo a brick
I guess my G-Unot 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 fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
Life is a game of nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, fuckin Ma$e
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Chicken Little,
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In December 6th
The DVD, Its a tell all
Yea, my documentaries be better than your movies nigga,
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