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50
Over and over, i told ya boy im a G-Unit motherfuckin boy now when u gon get it in yo the gates wide open and the dogs off the
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I be that young'n with the gun thats ya stop frontin I be young'n on the run, after i pop sumthin In the Bible i read, is of the tongue, If u talk death, then death is go oncoming, jay me how to flow, shot him in the head, ass was there, now he's runnin scared, sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy, if u ask me, i say im wut the made me, now i could til my ass dead broke like JD, or put a hundred-grand on any head that play me, see im with the haitian mob niggas, say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas, to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wit that see my flick, to preme, papi and cat and montana, i em with the gramma' i enhanced in the after bangin them hammas, X wut up
(50 Cent) If you dont that, then u shouldnt say that 'cause wut come out yo mouth'll get u DOWN handin money around, and we dont play that, gettin outta get u SHOT DOWN, keep on hatin, we kno where u stay at, the bullshit u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, nigga a few cliques, that u shouldnt play with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT DOWN
(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas bout, think u playin with? Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit, Put the in the ring, watch em all quit, All ya niggas is pussy, suck my Aint nothin but a handful of mans still I remember 50 in a cypher, when was still slammin now we again, its all good my nigga back to the street again, its all my nigga, knock on my nigga, we both walked the dog we aint get to we at by luck, shit was hard, but once we got thru the trials, its all til a bitch nigga all of a sudden get wild now why u gots to go and take me the way i came from? imma MAKE you remember, u my name from, 45th BLAH BLAH ave. I done ran through your crew and let off half, nigga
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(Styles P) If ya aint off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nipped nigga,(just nipped) if my chrome hit a piece of ur bone, its gonna do more chip, nigga, yea wut the fuck is the the is red, the buckets is armed 30 shot handguns, the gutter is niggas me might rush ur apartment blood stains'll up ur carpet on the window i smell everytime that the wind blow tie him to the chair and then knock out his bone i dont want the to the crown, i aint sellin nothin, u can have the jail or the ground, u aint in hell im the one flood the gutters, better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll the colors and niggas is gettin shot down, 2 up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block down
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