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That be the end of 50 cent on shady aftermath
I'm forward in my career
if Dre had got creativly up onto The Game project
if he's (echoes)

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[The

Comin' up he was confused his momma kissin a
If the shit happened in my I might hurl
Daddy ain't around out doin' crack
and Scarface me he snitches just like a rat
Wanna live so he snitched on thugs
Somebody must have him steroids wasn't drug
round town everyday in that snitch coat
Put niggaz bars but homie that ain't dope
Now he toss and turn in his sleep at
Wake up in the morning watch on miami vice
Different day same snitch ain't nothin good in the
He'd run away from New York and never Come if he could

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Hate it or love it the on top
And he gon and go runnin to the cops
Go snitch on me
Im M.V.P
And I ain't nowhere so they can come and get me

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[The

G-G-G-G-UNOT!
On the of my low rider
Guns on both sides right da gold wires
.45 'em
Kill banks on my and really do it
the true meaning of a ghost writer
10 G's 'd Yayo out his air forces
Believe you me homie i know all losses
Im from wear the wrong colors be cautious
One phone call will have his body in parts and,
I stay strapped like car
Been since my little nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys
Thats 10 years i told buck in '05 I catch 50 let me tie up my Air Max
I told u niggaz i met u im'a ride and if i gotta die rather homocide
I ain't have 50 cent my grandmama died
Now i'm goin back to cali same on see how time fly

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Hate it or it the underdoggs on top
And he tell and go runnin to the cops
Go snitch on me
Im M.V.P
And I ain't goin nowhere so can come and get me

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[The

the beggining to the end
Losers lose, winners win this is real we gotta pretend
The cold world that we in is full of pressure and
Enough of faggot now listen to Game
Told Dre from the i carry the heat for ya
mixtape song i inherited Beef for ya
Gritted my for ya
G for ya
Put on my back when you was in need of soldiers
At my last show i away my N.W.A. gold
Had the crowd yellin' "Fuck YAYO!!"
So niggaz get up out of mine
For i and turn violator into Columbine
And i'm M.V.P
Don't make me y'all Yayo was in P.C.
That niggaa ain't he pretend
Mad at me 'cause Olivia got a new
It ya little rat turned out to be a mouse
This beef shit is for the birds and the fly south
And even 50 cent could
When the doubts was out i gave mouth to mouth

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Hate it or it the underdoggs on top
And he gon tell and go to the cops
Go head on me
Im MVP
And I ain't goin nowhere so they can and get me