We should do something like
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up Boom boom chuck, boom chuck Boom chuck, b-boom, Shady
There's never been this, of a menace in this game as this And the, most sinister duo in the business again it's the illest and realest killas The most Dre protege, Shady apprentice
Drop zeros and get with 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 in it's
Truest form, the greatest, hate us or us Make voodoo dolls of us and keep them pins in us Thick as his skin is or as short as his 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, to do next already reconciled with his ex a chainsaw and an axe
Jump a bitch's desk, strangle her While we have sex while Bill plays the sax I sprays the vex, yeah, bring on back The maniac of rap, devil on crack
Resurrect, I never left, I'm bad I've gone mad, my comrade Drezy He I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that I may be off drugs, but it's me off track
In fact, this right here very could be the last rap I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that's Fuck it I quit, on a dick, jackass I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass, 50
Nah, 'em, tell 'em to kiss my ass The clean parts, the shitty My wounds, my beauty marks The Fif'll tell ass apart
A came in game Crush a motherfuckers tha start Shady paid me, Shady Fifty rich, bitch
day, nothing change, it's the same shit, trick Teflon on case 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 spit sicka sick flows I carried Game's style for nine months and birth to it Now I'm feeling a proud father watching him do it Dre day, front and 'cause a maylay
Turn the town upside down wit a frown upside I smile through sumthin' fowl, and watch my money I'm fuckin' strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats I hit you with it, bag it, it, bring me mines right back
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Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom boom chuck, I hit yo' ass up Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up
Boom boom chuck, boom chuck Boom chuck, it's the re-up