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DMX Errrrrrrrrrrr......Uhr..Uhr

50

Over and over, i done ya boy
im a G-Unit motherfuckin boy
now u gon get it in yo brain
the wide open and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n with the gun thats tellin ya frontin
I be that on the run, after i pop sumthin
In the Bible i read, is of the tongue,
If u talk about death, death is go oncoming,
jay taught me how to flow, him in the head,
randy's ass was there, now he's scared,
sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy,
if u ask me, i say im wut the made me,
now i could til my ass dead broke like JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any nigga's that play me,
see im with the haitian mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the look bad, wutsup wit that
see my flick, to preme, papi and cat
and montana, i kill em the gramma'
i enhanced in the slamma bangin them hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you live that, then u shouldnt say that
'cause wut come out yo mouth'll get u SHOT
money around, and we dont play that, gettin outta line'll get u SHOT DOWN,
keep on playa hatin, we kno u stay at, the bullshit u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, that u shouldnt play with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT

(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, u playin with?
Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit,
Put the faggots in the ring, em all quit,
All ya is pussy, suck my dick
Aint nothin but a handful of mans still
I remember 50 in a cypher, onyx was still slammin
now we meet again, its all my nigga
back to the again, its all hood my nigga,
knock on wood my nigga, we walked the dog
we get to where we at by luck, shit was hard,
but once we got thru the trials, its all
til a bitch nigga all of a sudden get wild
now why u gots to go and take me back the way i from?
imma MAKE you remember, where u my from,
street BLAH BLAH ave.
I ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga

(Chorus)

(Styles P)
If ya head aint off yo shoulders, u get shot, u got nipped nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my hit a piece of ur bone,
its gonna do more chip, nigga,
yea wut the is the problem
the porsche is red, the is armed
30 shot handguns, the gutter is
niggas like me might ur apartment
blood stains'll fuck up ur
on the window
i smell murder that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and then knock out his chin
i dont want the chrome to the crown, i aint nothin,
u can the jail or the ground, u aint in hell enough
im the one that the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll love the
and niggas is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up, R, SP holdin D-Block down

(Chorus)