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[50 Cent - 1]
Y'all niggas spend too much time flicks
Who you wanna be? Montana n shit?
you can start, right before his ass get hit
So when I up you can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari go down, Lam doors go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' up?
Nigga knick knack pattywack, a dog a bone
Im still down to crack got a fiends home
God bless the child with a flawless
Say gave a nigga the talent to push
like a pimp watch a hoe, I watch the go
the pussy grow, straight cash flow
im a hundred time than Preme in his prime
100 mill in my account and Im on the grind
When you aint in my clique, its to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to
G-Unit!

[Tony - Verse 2]
I don't now that i'm livin, Im out to get it
My an AK can hit it
Im a rap tycoon, I was fly in the
So Im ass like a public bathroom
I went from Rikers Island, to shows at the
Automatic startin' in the drop got your bitch fartin
My about to drop in 7 days
But I still a rapper at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my
That's why I'm overseas shows in Japan
I got Gats the future, see-through guns
So my bullets leave the chamber I can see you run
I flip my advance before I ran through it
'cause that money turn haters into that barmen
My be a 8, from a 1 to 10
Keepin in a cool from Uncle Ben

Mase - Verse 3]
You know you messin' with a nigga do this for a livin'
Put two in the while theres two in the kitchen
Put in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for knew who u was missin, nigga
You can either have a gun at the chain, or one at the
I have back of the church, hummin' ya name
Even then I feel it's like my men
Watch God leave the sky to and greet my men
I pop in the chest they never breathe again
Route 20 in the see the streets again
a man tryna wake up who cant wake up?
Back guards face straight up kinds of make up
'cause I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I hear a scream "Please not my baby!"
as I see its you, bullets will hit you, boy
Your nobody so no one miss you
Queens start to its too much to get through
Leave a nigga leakin' an Indian ritual
Who run up on me they get known quick
I blackout snatch your chrome clique
Leavin' jail in '91, made Im
Move like a Farrakhan atonement
Raised in, in, let my ways spin
Face wrapped up a Saudi Arabian

[Young - Verse 4]
A country nigga lookin' for a New York hoe
About to kill niggas with this New York flow
Say one nigga name homie you go
You in that Hot97 so New York
I use to listen to Jada never listened to Joe
I couldnt tell ya how now one of his go
Seen and Sheek out, doin promo
I was like "What Up?" and they was "Uh-Oh!"
I just get cold, see my block been hot
50 give me the word, niggas have been pop
Fuck a interview nigga I get you nigga
Enough hearin' 'bout what you do nigga

- Verse 5]
Murder at its best, this is rap at its
You can see my verse, if you the blindest
My raps is vivid, ya I hit it
All ready, yeah right this is spaghetti
mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas
Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke
When I let off the whole Earth the effects
I mix CD's and 'em like album shit
Our albums, we treat 'em the president elections
On our champagne campaign up dresses
On the dance flo' the Hennessee it
When you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' fuckin'
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then some fuckin' hoes
'cause its a gang of us and we to go
'cause after the after the party we get so drunk
We all about the next day hun

- Verse 6]
Get it teflon don,
Get your mouth blown off like the that feeds you
Yeah little motherfucker put the hammer in
G-Unit Over this is only a preview
shittin' on theyself gotta rock in the huggy
The coke in the pot rise to the top dougy
Got chicks with a ass like Buffy, yes trust me
fuck me, kick 'em out when they try to get touchy
QB/Southside, if you to Trestle
Man your man is hot, you dont wanna get to
Like 50's is mine and mine is his
See serious, motherfuckin ask them kids
wild on the streets, scared to death to bid
Sell anything that stay from the and cuffs, nigga butt

[Billy Danze - 7]
You about to witness an M.O.P out
And for you niggas listen to the sounds of the Unit kiss my ass with your tongue out, nigga
Fuck a warden I bells like a doorman
So all you motherfuckers take it easy like mornin (Get 'em up!)
Put 'em up, wrap ya or knuckle up
Ground zero we never ran will we fuck 'em up
Dude you get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks
gun style what the fuck y'all think..

[Lloyd Banks - 8]
Niggas aint got on me, everybody know that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody gon'
And if he what he say, n everybody gon rats
Just rat, and catch little body all rats
Matter'fact, I dont out with no lobby for rats (Nah)
The gun swallow me off Bacardi and Yack
Im in the club with the snub, the part of the track
A from the K will take a part of ya hat
Im gettin cake like you wouldnt believe but im
By mainstream and good in the piece
Now wanna talk all greasy (why)
Like they aint used to up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
all chatter, and walk off Eazy
A will make your body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the dolo and Im
Damn broke a monolo for a photo
I aint ridin' around with a Dodo that's a
Momma taught me than that you go to go home
Look at me now, a of poverty
I watch the way I gotta decide a me
The 'hoods fulla hurt but was a robbery
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A sixteen away from the
My keep guns, thats one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a dome shit, cause nigga got all kinds of they want ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' with my weapon, cause they check 'em up
I know niggas from 'round and they dont check us
All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, waitin' in the wind for niggas to come and get 'em
On my next album, Im'a have some fun 'em, spank 'em all around so everybody forget 'em
They Envy, I got the 'hood in a frenzy
And I smooth with the wooden Benzy
in, niggas will body ya for a pen
Baby need food, baby need fin
You know me, New cap on
Batman that I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the illegal on
Teflon n a beater n black on
Its on!

[50 talking..]
Wassup? this the kid 50 man
Its going down, ya me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk, ya niggas got me all up..
Im finna few of you mother fuckers man..
what Im sayin'? Watch ya niggas say somethin' smart out ya mouth, boy
You better stop usin' ya mouth, before I you NOT be able to use ya mouth Mother fucker!