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

50

Over and over, i done ya boy
im a motherfuckin soldier 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 tellin ya stop frontin
I be that young'n on the run, i pop sumthin
In the Bible i read, is of the tongue,
If u about death, then death is go oncoming,
jay me how to flow, shot 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 on any nigga's head that play me,
see im cool with the mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wit that
see my flick, to preme, papi and cat
and montana, i kill em the gramma'
i enhanced in the slamma after bangin hammas, X wut up

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

(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin
Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit,
Put the faggots in the ring, em all quit,
All ya niggas is pussy, my dick
Aint nothin but a of mans still standin
I remember 50 in a cypher, onyx was still slammin
now we again, its all good my nigga
to the street 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 the trials, its all smiles
til a bitch type nigga all of a sudden get
now why u gots to go and take me the way i came from?
imma MAKE you remember, u my name from,
45th street BLAH ave.
I done ran through your 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)
if my chrome hit a piece of ur bone,
its do more than chip, nigga,
yea wut the fuck is the
the porsche is red, the is armed
30 handguns, the gutter is starvin
niggas like me might rush ur
blood stains'll up ur carpet
brain on the
i smell murder everytime that the 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 have the jail or the ground, u in hell enough
im the one that the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno love the colors
and niggas is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up, R, SP holdin D-Block down

(Chorus)