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We do something like that

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boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom boom chuck, b-boom,

There's never been this, of a menace in this game as this
And it's the, most duo in the business
Once again it's the illest and killas
The villainous Dre protege, Shady apprentice

Drop them zeros and get these heroes
Do you want or winners, this music is in us, and it's
Not 'til we say it's finished and G-Unit spinners
Will keep spinnin', this is hip hop when it's in

Truest form, the greatest, us or love us
Make dolls of us and keep stickin' them pins in us
as his skin is or as short as his wick is
The trick is to be able to walk big as his is

And as sick as his music is, or was, is
Whatever, forever, he be the illest
To ever sh-shock the world, what to do
He's reconciled with his ex a chainsaw and an axe

Jump a desk, strangle her neck
we have sex while Bill Clinton plays the sax
I the vex, yeah, bring Shady on back
The maniac of rap, devil on crack

Resurrect, I left, baby I'm bad
gone mad, my comrade Drezy automatically
He says I'm too to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but it's me off track

In fact, this right here very well could be the rap
I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that
Fuck it I quit, on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this wack ass rap, my black ass, 50 Cent

Nah, 'em, 'em to kiss my black ass
The clean parts, the parts
My wounds, my beauty marks
The Fif'll tell ass apart

A came in game
Crush a motherfuckers tha start
Shady me, Shady crazy
crazy rich, bitch

Different day, nothing change, it's the shit, trick
Teflon wrapped on case I get on
D's searching the whip, glad I left the mac
grindin', still shinin', nigga lord knows

You're rockin' the kid that spit sicka sick flows
I Game's style for nine months and gave birth to it
Now I'm like a proud father watching him do it
E'eryday Dre day, front and 'cause a

Turn the town upside down wit a frown down
I through sumthin' fowl, and watch my money pile
I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me right back

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Boom boom chuck, go 'head, funky up
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Boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up

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Boom chuck, I hit yo' ass up
boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up

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Boom boom chuck, the re-up