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We should do like that

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

A in this game
a motherfuckers from tha start
Shady paid me, crazy
Fifty rich, bitch

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

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

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

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

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

Boom boom chuck, b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, it's the