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We should do like that

Boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
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, sinister duo in the business
Once again the illest and realest killas
The most villainous Dre protege, apprentice

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

Truest form, the greatest, us or love us
Make voodoo dolls of us and keep 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 is, or was, still is
Whatever, forever, he will be the
To ever sh-shock the world, what to do
already reconciled with his ex a chainsaw and an axe

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

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

In fact, this here very well could be the last rap
I ever do spit, I'll do shit, that's that
Fuck it I quit, on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my ass, 50 Cent

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

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

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

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

Turn the town upside wit a frown upside down
I smile through fowl, and watch my money pile
I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you fats
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines 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 boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom boom chuck, yeah, that's up

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