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

[Tony - Verse 2]
I don't 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 bathroom
I went from Island, to shows at the garden
startin' in the drop got your bitch pussy fartin
My album about to in 7 days
But I still a rapper at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, be my fans
That's why I'm overseas doin shows in
I got Gats from the future, see-through
So my bullets leave the chamber I can see you run
Nigga I flip my advance I ran through it
'cause that money turn into that barmen fluid
My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10
in a cool place from Uncle Ben

[Muder Mase - 3]
You know you with a nigga that do this for a livin'
Put two in the street theres two in the kitchen
Put in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for knew who u was missin, nigga
You can have a gun at the chain, or one at the brain
I have hoes of the church, hummin' ya name
Even then I feel it's cheat my men
Watch God leave the sky to come and my men
I pop in the chest they never breathe again
Route 20 in the see the streets again
Whats a man tryna up who cant wake up?
Back face straight up with kinds of make up
'cause I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I a mother scream "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, bullets hit you, boy
Your nobody so no one miss you
Queens start to its too much to get through
Leave a leakin' like an Indian ritual
Who wanna run up on me they get quick
I then snatch your chrome clique
Leavin' in '91, made Im homesick
Move Pow-Fu like a atonement
Raised in, caged in, let my ways
Face up like a Saudi Arabian

Buck - Verse 4]
A nigga still lookin' for a New York hoe
About to kill these niggas with this New flow
Say one nigga name homie you go
You in that Hot97 so New know
I use to listen to Jada I've never to Joe
I tell ya how now one of his verses go
Seen Styles and Sheek out, doin
I was "What Up?" and they was like "Uh-Oh!"
I aint get cold, see my block been hot
50 give me the word, niggas would been pop
a interview nigga I get into you nigga
Enough hearin' 'bout what you do nigga

[Prodigy - 5]
Murder at its best, is rap at its finest
You can see my verse, even if you the
My raps is vivid, ya I hit it
All ready, yeah that's right is spaghetti
Head mob niggas, my gun bomb
Go 'head and shoot, my nuke niggas
When I let off the Earth feel the effects
I mix CD's and treat 'em like album
Our albums, we treat 'em like the elections
On our champagne campaign livin' up
On the flo' the Hennessee it flow
When you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' blow
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then bring some fuckin'
its a gang 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 don, AK-filled
Get mouth blown off like the hand that feeds you
little motherfucker put the hammer in diesel
G-Unit Game Over this is only a
Niggas shittin' on theyself 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 wanna get next to
50's beef is mine and mine is his
See this serious, motherfuckin ask kids
Niggas on the streets, scared to death to bid
Sell anything that stay the bottles and cuffs, nigga butt

Danze - 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 tongue out, nigga
Fuck a warden I ring bells a doorman
So all you motherfuckers take it like sunday mornin (Get 'em up!)
Put 'em up, wrap ya or knuckle up
Ground we never ran never will we fuck 'em up
Dude you gonna get your ass fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks
Wild gun style the fuck y'all think..

[Lloyd Banks - 8]
Niggas aint got nuttin' on me, know that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody gon'
And if he aint what he say, n everybody gon
Just rat, and catch little body all rats
Matter'fact, I dont hang out no lobby for rats (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off and Yack
Im in the club with the snub, this the part of the
A stray the K will take a part of ya hat
Im gettin cake you wouldnt believe but im accepted
By mainstream America and in the piece
Now niggaz talk all greasy (why)
Like they used to open up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and off Eazy
A milly will your body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the dolo and Im
Damn near broke a for a photo
I aint ridin' around a Dodo that's a No-No
Momma taught me better that you go to go home
at me now, a product of poverty
I cant watch the way I decide a me
The 'hoods fulla hurt but was a robbery
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A sixteen away from the
My niggas keep guns, thats one of the I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a dome shit, cause got all kinds of beef they want ya to come get
Im 2 with my weapon, cause they dont check 'em up
I know niggas from 'round there and dont check 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 wit' 'em, 'em all around so everybody forget 'em
They Envy, I got the 'hood in a frenzy
And I move smooth with the Benzy
in, niggas will body ya for a pen
Baby need food, momma need fin
You know me, New cap on
whip that I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the illegal on
n a wife beater n black on
Its on!

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