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[50 Cent - 1]
Y'all niggas spend too much time watchin'
Who you be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start, before his ass get hit
So when I up you can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari roof go down, Lam go up
I got big boy toys, you gon' grow up?
Nigga knick pattywack, give a dog a bone
Im still down to crack got a fiends home
God bless the child with a flawless
Say a nigga the talent to push blow
like a watch a hoe, I watch the grams go
Watch the grow, straight cash flow
im a hundred time than Preme in his prime
100 in my account and Im still on the grind
When you aint in my clique, its hard to
I mean talent this is so hard to find
G-Unit!

[Tony - Verse 2]
I dream now that i'm livin, Im out to get it
My an AK can hit it
Im a rap tycoon, I was fly in the
So Im gettin ass like a public
I went from Rikers Island, to at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got your bitch fartin
My album about to in 7 days
But I poke a rapper at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my
That's why I'm doin shows in Japan
I got from the future, see-through guns
So when my bullets leave the I can see you run
Nigga I my advance before I ran through it
'cause that money turn haters into that barmen
My be a 8, from a 1 to 10
in a cool place from Uncle Ben

[Muder - Verse 3]
You know you messin' with a nigga do this for a livin'
Put two in the street while theres two in the
Put in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for they knew who u was missin,
You can either have a gun at the chain, or one at the
I have back of the church, hummin' ya name
Even then I feel it's like my men
Watch God leave the sky to and greet my men
I pop niggas in the chest they breathe again
20 in the fitness see the streets again
Whats a man tryna wake up who wake up?
Back face straight up with kinds of make up
eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I hear a scream "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, will hit you, boy
Your so no one will miss you
Queens start to its too much to get through
Leave a nigga leakin' an Indian ritual
Who run up on me they get known quick
I blackout then snatch chrome clique
jail in '91, made Im homesick
Move like a Farrakhan atonement
in, caged in, let my ways spin
Face wrapped up like a Arabian

Buck - Verse 4]
A country nigga lookin' for a New York hoe
About to these niggas with this New York flow
Say one nigga name you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York
I use to listen to Jada I've listened to Joe
I tell ya how now one of his verses go
Seen Styles and Sheek out, promo
I was "What Up?" and they was like "Uh-Oh!"
I just get cold, see my block been hot
50 give me the word, niggas would have pop
Fuck a interview nigga I get you nigga
Enough hearin' 'bout you finna do nigga

[Prodigy - 5]
at its best, this is rap at its finest
You can see my verse, if you the blindest
My is vivid, ya bitch I hit it
All ready, yeah right this is spaghetti
Head mob niggas, my gun niggas
Go 'head and shoot, my pistol niggas
When I let off the whole feel the effects
I mix CD's and 'em like album shit
Our albums, we 'em like the president elections
On our champagne livin' up dresses
On the flo' the Hennessee it flow
you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' fuckin' blow
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then bring some fuckin'
'cause its a of us and we ready to go
'cause the party after the party we get so drunk
We forget all about the day hun

- Verse 6]
Get it teflon don,
Get your mouth off like the hand that feeds you
Yeah little motherfucker put the in diesel
G-Unit Game Over this is a preview
Niggas on theyself gotta rock in the huggy
The coke in the pot rise to the top dougy
Got chicks with a ass like Buffy, yes trust me
Plays me, kick 'em out when they try to get touchy
QB/Southside, if you to Trestle
Man your man is hot, you dont wanna get to
Like beef is mine and mine is his
See serious, motherfuckin ask them kids
Niggas on the streets, scared to death to bid
Sell anything that stay the bottles and cuffs, nigga butt

[Billy - Verse 7]
You about to an M.O.P thug out
And for you niggas hatin' listen to the sounds of the Unit kiss my ass with your tongue out,
Fuck a warden I ring bells like a
So all you motherfuckers take it easy like mornin (Get 'em up!)
Put 'em up, wrap ya hand or up
Ground zero we ran never will we fuck 'em up
Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' that homie Lloyd Banks
Wild gun style what the fuck think..

[Lloyd - Verse 8]
Niggas aint got nuttin' on me, everybody that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody clap
And if he what he say, n everybody gon rats
rat, and catch your little body all rats
Matter'fact, I dont hang out with no lobby for (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off Bacardi and
Im in the club the snub, this the part of the track
A stray from the K will a part of ya hat
Im cake like you wouldnt believe but im accepted
By America and good in the piece
Now niggaz wanna all greasy (why)
they aint used to open up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and off Eazy
A will make your body looker look all measly
Ya bitch me on the dolo and Im low-low
Damn broke a monolo for a photo
I aint around with a Dodo that's a No-No
Momma me better than that you go to go home
Look at me now, a of poverty
I cant the way I gotta decide a me
The fulla hurt but that was a robbery
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A sixteen away from the
My niggas keep guns, one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a dome shit, cause nigga got all kinds of they want ya to come get
Im 2 with my weapon, cause they dont check 'em up
I know niggas from 'round there and they dont us
All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, just in the wind for niggas to come and get 'em
On my next album, Im'a have some fun 'em, spank 'em all around so everybody forget 'em
They Envy, cause I got the 'hood in a
And I move smooth with the wooden
Blend in, will body ya for a pen
need food, baby momma need fin
You me, New York cap on
Batman that I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the illegal on
Teflon n a wife beater n on
Its on!

[50 talking..]
Wassup? the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya me?
got me mad, ya talk, ya niggas got me all fucked up..
Im finna kill few of you fuckers man..
Know what Im sayin'? Watch ya niggas say smart out ya mouth, boy
You better usin' ya mouth, before I help you NOT be able to use ya mouth Mother fucker!