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

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Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't that
I'm gas, whole click is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better believe
I say it one time, watch the whole world back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, rest in
And since my nigga died, I been stress no
Contemplating in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I couldn't my death complete
I guess you say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the dead to the beef
Kiss my converse bitch and accept
Cause I hate it when bullies try to the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and flexin heat
You could get it in the stomach like Raheem
Cause running a snitch is not quite my thing
I tried to take with me, but he stayed on the scene
Guess all I can do now is for Supreme
While I my next album, 5 million and countin
Anticipating, tellin the I did it without him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the older brother
Yea, love us but in the meanwhile
You talkin behind his back and in his face you
You moved out the house, You a now
And lil' Game grew up to be a problem
I yo head boy, that's for Kanye West
I yo head boy, with the back of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin fell flat without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And new shoes look like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to in my shoes a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga Reeboks
You a steroid addict, you need
Hopefully you it out in time to be on Detox
BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And not forget who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre took me out the weed spot.
You want credit, it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, then said I'm
But I'm back, is rap and a fact is a fact
say once you turn snitch, you never go back
Heres a of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What goes around comes around, get to the gold plaques
got cheese, but he dont feed no rats
I show the world my if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd know that
He told me I was like a Big Kane throwback
Started 1 brick, built my own company
And don't spread news about it unless it come me
Guess whos the boss, my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not to BlackWallstreet
don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
Hear that
And don't be alarmed, is not a diss
But missusing my kinda got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got for ya pops and I always will
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you chill
I'm the reason you new nigga's got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this shit like OJ and for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, you seethrough
like 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up shirt the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, nigga suck on
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma strip you asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him through Queens nude
With Black tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin
But last it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust rap niggas
And you wonder why I always say fuck rap niggas
So Imma break it for MC's and friends
If you don't your name, let the beef begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the nigga
Nas is my nigga, I been him for a while
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets
And thats the same reason I fuck with Kiss and
Place Eminem in the number 3
And is like my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Young Jeezy you hot, we new to this
I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris
Cause your uncle show me that crime pays
like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I forget about the homie Mike Jones
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that without free pimp c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I went shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, don't tempt me
Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, still got love for em'
Come to the block, shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jesse will
And if all else fails, I'll see you in
Wear that G-unit spinner 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 in Chicago when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I ain't givin shit
Unless Olivia show the whole world she got a
Can't seem to save her life, but she a lot of shit
And I my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick
I guess my G-Unot was a smart move
in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years after you got tatted by
The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
Life is a game of nigga...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Chicken Little,
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The DVD, Its a tell all
Yea, my documentaries be better than your movies nigga,
I drove by house nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
Shout out to the moms and pops, for helping me 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
It's me, The G-A-M-E,