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Baby this is shit
my sell slow imma show you my dick (reapets 7x)

Game]
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't need
I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I that.
cocksucker, better believe that
I say it one time, the whole world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And my nigga died, I been stress no sleep
Contemplating suicide in my jeep
I tried but I couldn't make my death complete
I guess you say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the to address the beef
Kiss my converse and accept defeat
I hate it when bullies try to test the weak
Thats I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat
You could get it in the stomach just like
Cause with a snitch is not quite my thing
I tried to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the
all I can do now is pray for Supreme
While I finish my next album, 5 and countin
Anticipating, tellin the I did it without him
If Aftermath was a family didn't have a mother
I'd be newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You behind his back and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And lil' grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo head boy, that's for Kanye
I whip yo head boy, with the of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin group fell without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
bars is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look like Reebok
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in stores the day Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of came with Pete
And not forget who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that me out the weed spot.
You credit, forget it, I did it on my own
you 300 bars, then said I'm gone
But I'm back, this is rap and a fact is a
They say once you snitch, you never go back
a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What goes around comes around, get used to the plaques
Homie got cheese, but he feed no rats
I show the world my if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know
He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
Started with 1 brick, my own company
And don't spread about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't the hype
that Mike?
And don't be alarmed, this is not a
But missusing my logo got me pissed
And I got beef, now Lil' Eazy dissin
He don't write his own raps, so I forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on of Eric Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was mixtapes, they was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's got half my skill
I run this shit OJ and pass for the bills
so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up with the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb
Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, your talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
strip you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, him walk through Queens nude
With Black tattooed on his back
signed to G-unit, now they bustin guns
But last week it was: "My Game, what up dun?"
See what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas
And you wonder why I always say fuck rap niggas
So break it down for MC's and friends
If you don't hear name, let the beef begin
got shit against Hov, I like the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I been him for a while
I with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck Kiss and D-Block
Place Eminem in the number 3
And is like my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Jeezy you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, shout out to
Cause your uncle Scarface me that crime pays
Just like Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the homie Mike
Who? Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that saying free pimp c
And thats the reason why 50 try to me
So I went window shoppin and bought 2
I'm in the drivers seat, don't tempt me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to get me
'cause know up, Bloods still got love for em'
to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e made it out alive, God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jesse Jackson
And if all else fails, see you in hell
that G-unit spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, up like valet
He gonna turn pastor when the gun in his face
The real chain still in Chicago when I'm the fake
You can call who you want, I ain't back shit
Unless Olivia show the world she got a dick
Can't to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's Yayo caught a brick
I guess my tattoo was a smart move
in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 after you got tatted by cartoon
The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna fall apart

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
Life is a of chess nigga...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a tell all
Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
out to the moms and pops, for helping me slay dem faggots.
G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT!
Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off
me, The G-A-M-E, gone