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

Yayo - Verse 2]
I don't dream now 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 bitch pussy fartin
My album to drop 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 in Japan
I got Gats from the future, see-through
So when my leave the chamber I can see you run
Nigga I my advance before I ran through it
'cause that money haters into that barmen fluid
My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10
Keepin in a cool place from Ben

[Muder Mase - 3]
You know you messin' with a that do this for a livin'
Put two in the street while two in the kitchen
Put in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for they who u was missin, nigga
You can have a gun at the chain, or one at the brain
I have hoes back of the church, ya name
Even then I feel it's cheat my men
Watch God leave the sky to and greet my men
I pop niggas in the chest never breathe again
Route 20 in the see the streets again
Whats a man tryna up who cant wake up?
Back guards face up with kinds of make up
'cause eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a
I hear a scream "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, bullets hit you, boy
Your nobody so no one will you
Queens to kickin' its too much to get through
Leave a nigga 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 like a Farrakhan atonement
Raised in, caged in, let my spin
Face wrapped up like a Saudi

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

- Verse 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 this is spaghetti
Head mob niggas, my gun bomb
Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke
When I let off the whole Earth the effects
I mix CD's and treat 'em album shit
Our albums, we treat 'em the president elections
On our champagne campaign up dresses
On the dance flo' the Hennessee it
When you fuck with G-Unit then you fuckin' blow
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then bring some hoes
'cause its a gang of us and we to go
'cause after the after the party we get so drunk
We all about the next day hun

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

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

[Lloyd Banks - 8]
Niggas aint got on me, everybody know that
Niggas run up on a V, gon' clap
And if he aint he say, n everybody gon rats
Just rat, and your little body all rats
Matter'fact, I dont out with no lobby for rats (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off Bacardi and
Im in the club with the snub, this the part of the
A stray from the K take a part of ya hat
Im gettin cake like you wouldnt but im accepted
By America and good in the piece
Now niggaz talk all greasy (why)
Like aint used to open up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and walk off
A will make your body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the dolo and Im
Damn broke a monolo for a photo
I aint ridin' around with a that's a No-No
Momma taught me better than you go to go home
Look at me now, a product of
I cant watch the way I decide a me
The fulla hurt but that was a robbery
Critics owe me an apologee, Im
A sixteen away the lottery
My keep guns, thats one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a shit, cause nigga got all kinds of beef they want ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' with my weapon, cause they check 'em up
I know niggas from there and they dont check us
All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, just waitin' in the 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, cause I got the in a frenzy
And I smooth with the wooden Benzy
Blend in, niggas body ya for a pen
Baby need food, baby need fin
You me, New York cap on
Batman whip I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the strap on
Teflon n a beater n black on
Its on!

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