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Baby is real shit
my record sell slow show you my dick (reapets 7x)

Game]
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't that
I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better believe
I say it one time, watch the world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And since my died, I been stress no sleep
Contemplating suicide in my jeep
I tried twice but I make my death complete
I you could say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the dead to the beef
my converse bitch and accept defeat
Cause I hate it bullies try to test the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start heat
You could get it in the stomach just like
Cause with a snitch is not quite my thing
I to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene
all I can do now is pray for Supreme
While I finish my next album, 5 million and
Anticipating, the world I did it without him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous older
Yea, love us but in the meanwhile
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 back of my
Yeap, your group 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 walk in my a block
in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it of came with Pete Rock
And lets not forget who 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
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker that
What goes around around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont no rats
I show the world my dick if Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know
He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news it unless it come from me
Guess the boss, nigga 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' dissin
He write 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 gotta
I'm the you new westcoast nigga's got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching College
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got my skill
I run this like OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, you seethrough
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
up shirt with the cut off sleeves
I got twin eagles, nigga suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my bars are
Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma strip you down naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through nude
With Wallstreet tattooed on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now bustin guns
But last week it was: "My Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas
And you why I always say fuck these rap niggas
So Imma break it down for and friends
If you don't your name, let the beef begin
got shit against Hov, I like the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I been bangin him for a
I with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked
And thats the same reason I fuck with and D-Block
Eminem in the number 3 spot
And Snoop is like my big brother, we both by the Doc.
Young Jeezy you hot, we both new to
I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris
Cause uncle Scarface show me that crime pays
Just Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the homie Mike
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B
do that without saying free pimp c
And the reason why 50 try to pimp me
So I went window shoppin and 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, Bloods got love for em'
Come to the block, I'll off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e made it out alive, thank God for
If Dipset don't get you, Jesse Jackson
And if all else fails, see you in hell
Wear that G-unit 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 takin the
You can call who you want, I givin back shit
Unless Olivia show the whole world she got a
Can't to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a
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 fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
is a game of chess nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Stop Snitchin, Lying!, In Stores December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my documentaries be better than your nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At local record 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,