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

Game]
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I need that
I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better that
I say it one time, the whole world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And since my nigga died, I been stress no
suicide in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I couldn't make my death
I guess you say Mya got the best of me
back from the dead to address the beef
Kiss my converse and accept defeat
Cause I hate it when try to test the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start flexin
You get it in the stomach just like Raheem
running with 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 for Supreme
While I my next album, 5 million and countin
Anticipating, tellin the 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 talkin behind his back and in his 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, fuckin group fell flat without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
Your is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new look like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to in my shoes a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck
You a steroid addict, you need
you make it out in time to be on Detox
Cause expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of came with Rock
And lets not forget who me hot
It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot.
You credit, forget it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, then 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 picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker that
What goes around comes around, get used to the plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no
I show the my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm insane, Lloyd Banks know that
He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news about it it come from me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my 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, this is not a
But missusing my logo got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He write 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 chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching Hill
For real, you mothafucka's got half my skill
I run this shit like OJ and pass for the
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up shirt the cut off sleeves
I got desert eagles, nigga suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out 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
Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens
With Black tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they guns
But week it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you trust these rap niggas
And you wonder why I always say these rap niggas
So Imma it down for MC's and friends
If you hear your name, let the beef begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the style
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 my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Jeezy you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, shout out to
your uncle Scarface show me that crime pays
Just like Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the homie Mike
Who? Mike Jones, Skeet the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that without saying free c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I window shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the seat, motherfucker don't tempt me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause 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
made it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset get you, Jesse Jackson will
And if all fails, I'll see you in hell
Wear that spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up valet
He turn back pastor when the gun in his face
The real chain still in Chicago when I'm the fake
You can who you want, I ain't givin back shit
Olivia show the whole world she got a dick
Can't seem to her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's Yayo caught a brick
I guess my tattoo 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 fall apart

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
is a game of chess nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a tell all
Yea, my documentaries be better than your movies nigga,
I drove by your nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At local record 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