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(Shots fired)

Yeah, do it
Yeah, I hip hop
I this muthafuckin hip hop game
nigga here is a little nigga man
Stay in your lane nigga
You fucking with the Don
me

Fifty me, Fifty, he's the fakest that ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never seen
Once I got you, I'm gonna get you
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and

Fifty you goin to end up when you fuckin with crack
Talk about your girl pop off, the fuck you be at
I see MJ in the hood more than
Matter of fact, this beef is making niggaz nervous
It's gonna be families grieving sunday service
End up with your popped off thanks to Curtis
But he care, he's still locked up in his house and shit
Steroid up and he come about that bitch
Is it me or does candy shop sound magic stick?
In the video, this fifty bout to strip
Shaking his ass, what the fuck is wrong this nigga
Fifty make me
Oh yeah, you got sixty-five on your team
And they're not from Jamaica, Queens
They're the boys in blue, and I'm speaking the truth
we all see the bitch in you
me

Fifty me, Fifty, the fakest that you've ever seen
Curtis, Jackson, how come you can never been seen
I got you, I'm gonna get give you
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and

Now let's it back to Vibe awards
Where that nigga disrespect and then your balls
A minute ago, all I was G-G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and didn't even do shit
That's a shame, I was sitting right in the
Waiting for you to dunk
are all your guns and them teflon vests?
We them terror squad
You know not to test us
Hate it or love it, The on top
Now you jealous of him, when shit going to stop?
You've me before
Yous a bitch nigga straight out of low
And they don't believe him, this is so ass
You dissed lean back, said my was a dud
Now tell me, you ever seen 'em up in the club?
No, no, no
That's right, you see them more you rappin
Now Fifty that right

Fifty me, Fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never seen
Once I got you, I'm gonna get you
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
I'm to give it to you baby, nice and slow

I know what thinkin man
Y'all JD gonna slam lyrically
This be crazy for dissin' Fat Joe man
He crazy tho
This nigga be walkin around with twenty talking shit on records
And never be comin out of his
Feel he can't get touched man
I'm respond one time, one time only
It gonna be more songs for me man
This is for all the fuckers who die crack
Trust me, make a response ten thousand
I ain't back to that nigga
One thing I will you
it man
This is crack
It's gonna be a ugly summer man