[50 Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent You're with mah man Green Lantern And you know how the fuck it go You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on fire now ya bitch ass nigga, ya heard me...
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Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Green Lantern (The Genius) D12, We goin' nowhere... We still crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We ain't got to shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even sold my crack You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts I love pussy with all my heart, but I a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me I'll blow tattoos all over your baby seat (glass shattering) an' all get hit, peers and all The take your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) a street talker Heatsparker to guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a down your chimney While eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a semi Knife the hands, never bow down to another man I was guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother clan! your hand and your legs And mail brother your heart, and send your mother your head!
I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya Type of brother that'll your mother With a fishnet (scream) A belligerent and motherfucka That'll your body, and still fly away to Maui on Atella When it comes to beefin', it ain't no I change your language a stainless I'm with an anguish to leave you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to your face with Niggas don't say shit, fuck hype man If there's a standing by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) I can, You get squashed like pop cans I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm to sell your mama bud, and lace it So she fire it up she coughin' blood I love to see 'em lay I'm made to behave in case You try to be in a rage your legs will be replaced
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws We ain't We ain't got to prove shit to So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you Cause we ain't stoppin' You stoppin' us! We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I here to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to talk lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably sue Next week, this shit'll be out on DJ (exclusive!) The first I had sex, a dirty mattress No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!) Bizarre been fuckin' raw all make a trade: My wife for your brother Syke! I'm not I'm an transexual with one testicle (One nut) And I ain't saying 'cause it rhyme I got colon cancer...I'm
(Yay Yay!) Rest in peace Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm the best God in the your heart out of your chest And your chest out of vest Leave your a mess, streets bloody as hell my 12, I cut him he fell A druggie on bail, as well With light, bud he revealed Dead or in headed for hell... Together with bells and guy Get lungs hard Leave you full of like Spongebob (Gunshots) We can this from your front door to your CEO office Got the key to your to pee on you often your office, we takin' over Or get China White, with baking soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And this is just mixtape shit, you morons! This ain't over brawn is bullies over fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on off, flip them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' shit you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!