[50 Ay yo, up, yo this is 50 cent You're here with mah man Green And you know how the fuck it go You wanna hate? Okay, okay, You can hate me baby! I'm on right 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 smokin' crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, them jaws because We ain't We ain't got to prove to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you Cause we stoppin' cause You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing niggas while they up in the Sheraton, I even sold my therapist You is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the facts I love with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so play with me I'll blow your all over your baby seat (glass shattering) Kids an' all get hit, and all The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) Kuniva's a street to beefstarter Packing guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Talkin') Throw a down your chimney While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes cockin' a with the hands, never bow down to another man I was poppin' guns while you was still poppin' some bands your clan! Sever your hand and legs And mail your brother heart, and send your mother your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya Type of that'll fuck your mother a fishnet rubber (scream) A belligerent and motherfucka That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on When it to beefin', it ain't no explainin' I change your language a stainless I'm contained with an to leave you famous I'm a deranged pit, I left an AK to paint your face don't say shit, fuck your hype man If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get like pop cans I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell your mama bud, and it So she fire it up she coughin' blood I to see 'em lay shit I'm made to behave in this You try to be brave in a rage legs will be replaced
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because We stoppin' We got to prove shit to yall So all can lick the balls and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' we ain't stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't to talk about Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm here to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably sue Next week, shit'll be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The time I had sex, a dirty mattress No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!) Bizarre been raw all summer Let's make a trade: My for your brother Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual transexual with one (One nut) And I saying shit '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 Blow your out of your chest And your out of your vest Leave your body a mess, streets as hell my 12, I cut him he fell A druggie on bail, nutty as search light, bud he revealed Dead or in They're for hell... Together with bells and guy Get lungs hard Leave you full of holes like (Gunshots) We can take this from your front door to CEO office Got the key to your coffin to pee on you your office, we takin' over Or get China White, mixed with baking Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And this is mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't over brawn This is bullies over pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!