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Baby is real shit
my record sell slow imma show you my (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 whole scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, rest in
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 from the dead to address the beef
Kiss my bitch and accept defeat
Cause I hate it bullies try to test the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start flexin
You could get it in the stomach like Raheem
Cause running with a snitch is not my thing
I tried to take Buck with me, but he on the scene
Guess all I can do now is pray for
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, be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You behind his back and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And lil' Game up to be a problem 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, what you gonna do rap me?
bars is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look like pennyloafers
Try to in my shoes a block
in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a steroid addict, you need
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
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 me out the weed spot.
You credit, forget it, I did it on my own
you 300 bars, then said I'm gone
But I'm back, this is rap and a fact is a
They say once you snitch, you never go back
a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What around comes around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he feed no rats
I show the world my dick if Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know
He told me I was a Big Daddy Kane throwback
Started with 1 brick, my own company
And don't spread about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my deep

But Malone 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 missusing my logo kinda got me
And I got enough beef, now Eazy dissin
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got for ya pops and I always will
So on behalf of Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got my skill
I run this shit like OJ and pass for the
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
Posing like 50 on the of the GQ
Button up shirt the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, nigga suck on
I got CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet
Like in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, your talk is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma strip you down asshole naked and thats how Imma you
Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude
With Black tattooed on his back
Nigga's to G-unit, now they bustin guns
But week it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap
And you why I always say fuck these rap niggas
So break it down for MC's and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the beef
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the style
Nas is my nigga, I bangin him for a while
I with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck with 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 new to this
I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris
Cause your uncle show me that crime pays
like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the homie Jones
Who? Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
Can't do that without saying free c
And thats the reason why 50 try to me
So I went window and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, don't tempt me
Turnin Loc against me, cause your scared to come 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, God for that
If don't get you, Jesse Jackson will
And if all fails, I'll see you in hell
Wear that G-unit spinner you come to L.A.
I a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like valet
He gonna turn back 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 back
Olivia 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 guess my G-Unot tattoo was a move
Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
3 years after you got by cartoon
The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna apart soon

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
Life is a game of nigga...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Stop Snitchin, Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody,
Shout out to the 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
It's me, The G-A-M-E,