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

Game]
Hit a
No 400 yet, I don't need that
I'm gas, your click is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better that
I say it one time, watch the whole world back
G-U-N-O-T, now for Billboard, rest in peace
And since my nigga died, I been stress no
Contemplating suicide in my jeep
I tried twice but I couldn't make my complete
I guess you could say Mya got the of me
Came back the dead to address the beef
Kiss my converse and accept defeat
Cause I hate it when bullies try to the weak
Thats I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat
You could get it in the just like Raheem
Cause running with a is not quite my thing
I tried to take with me, but he stayed on the scene
Guess all I can do now is pray for
I finish my next album, 5 million and countin
Anticipating, the world I did it without him
If Aftermath was a family that have a mother
I'd be newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy us but in the meanwhile
You talkin 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, that's for West
I yo head boy, with the back of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin fell flat without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
Your bars is park garbage, is mediocre
And your new shoes like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to in my shoes a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck
You a steroid addict, you Detox
Hopefully you make it out in time to be on
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it of came with Pete Rock
And lets not forget who 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, then said I'm
But I'm back, is rap and a fact is a fact
say once you turn snitch, you never go back
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold
goes around comes around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no
I show the world my dick if Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd know that
He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news it unless it come from me
whos the boss, nigga my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not to BlackWallstreet
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, believe the hype
that Mike?
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 write his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got for ya pops and I always will
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, 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, you seethrough
Posing like 50 on the of the GQ
up shirt with the cut off sleeves
I got desert eagles, nigga suck on these
I got CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, 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 find Havoc, make him walk through Queens
With Wallstreet tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now bustin guns
But last week it "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the I mean, you can't trust 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 beef
Ain't got shit against Hov, I the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I been him for a while
I fuck Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the reason I fuck with Kiss and D-Block
Place 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 Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget the homie Mike Jones
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that saying free pimp c
And the reason why 50 try to pimp 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 scared to 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, 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 when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga cars, dressed up like valet
He gonna turn back when the gun in his face
The real chain 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 to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's cause caught a brick
I guess my G-Unot was a smart move
Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
3 after 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...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
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The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
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 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,