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We should do something like

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

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

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

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

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

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

Resurrect, I never left, I'm bad
I've gone mad, my Drezy automatically
He I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but made me off track

In fact, this right here very 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 done with this ass rap, kiss my black ass, 50 Cent

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

A came in game
Crush a from tha start
Shady paid me, crazy
Fifty rich, bitch

Different day, change, it's the same shit, trick
wrapped on case I get clapped on
D's the whip, glad I left the mac home
Still grindin', still shinin', nigga knows

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

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

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

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

Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom boom chuck, the re-up