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

Game]
Hit a
No 400 yet, I don't need that
I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I that.
G-Unot cocksucker, believe that
I say it one time, watch the whole world back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, rest in
And since my died, I been stress no sleep
Contemplating in my Lexus jeep
I tried 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 accept
Cause I hate it bullies try to test the weak
Thats when I go and juice and start flexin heat
You get it in the stomach just like Raheem
Cause running a snitch is not quite my thing
I to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene
Guess all I can do now is pray for
While I finish my next album, 5 and countin
Anticipating, tellin the world I did it him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You talkin his back and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And lil' Game grew up to be a child
I yo head boy, that's for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, with the of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin group fell flat me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
bars is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in the day after 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 forget who me hot
It was Dr. Dre took 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
say once 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 feed no
I show the world my if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm insane, Lloyd Banks know that
He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
with 1 brick, built my own company
And don't spread about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, my squad deep

But Glasses is not signed to BlackWallstreet
don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
Hear that
And don't be alarmed, is not a diss
But my logo kinda got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Eazy dissin
He don't write his own raps, so I forgive him
I got for ya pops and I always will
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a
While I was doin mixtapes, was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this shit OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
Posing like 50 on the of the GQ
Button up with the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, nigga on these
I got CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb
Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma strip you down asshole naked and 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 week it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust rap niggas
And you wonder why I always say these rap niggas
So Imma break it down for MC's and
If you hear your name, let the beef begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the nigga
Nas is my nigga, I bangin him for a while
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets
And thats the same reason I fuck with Kiss and
Eminem in the number 3 spot
And is like my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Young you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, out to Ludacris
your uncle Scarface show me that crime pays
Just like Paul got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the homie Mike
Who? Mike Jones, Skeet the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
Can't do that saying free pimp c
And the reason why 50 try to pimp me
So I window shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, don't tempt me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, 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 it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jackson will
And if all else fails, I'll see you in
Wear that G-unit spinner when you to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like
He turn back pastor 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 world she got a dick
seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick
I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a move
Cause in the end you a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years after you got tatted by
The beef is over, is gonna fall apart soon

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