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DMX Errrrrrrrrrrr......Uhr..Uhr

50

Over and over, i told ya boy
im a motherfuckin soldier boy
now when u gon get it in yo
the wide open and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n the gun thats tellin ya stop frontin
I be that on the run, after i pop sumthin
In the i read, death 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 stunt til my ass dead broke JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any nigga's head play me,
see im cool the haitian mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the look bad, wutsup 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 get u SHOT DOWN
money around, and we dont play that, gettin outta line'll get u SHOT DOWN,
keep on playa hatin, we kno u stay at, the bullshit u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, that u shouldnt play with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT

(Eyiooo yo, ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin with?
Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit,
Put the faggots in the ring, em all quit,
All ya niggas is pussy, my dick
Aint nothin but a of mans still standin
I remember 50 in a cypher, when onyx was slammin
now we meet again, its all good my
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 type nigga all of a sudden get
now why u gots to go and take me back the way i from?
MAKE you remember, where u my name from,
45th street BLAH ave.
I done ran through your crew and only let off half,

(Chorus)

(Styles P)
If ya head aint off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my chrome hit a of ur bone,
its do more than chip, nigga,
yea wut the is the problem
the is red, the buckets is armed
30 shot handguns, the gutter is
like me might rush ur apartment
blood stains'll up ur carpet
on the window
i smell murder that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and then knock out his bone
i dont want the chrome to the crown, i sellin nothin,
u can have the or the ground, u aint in hell enough
im the one that the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll love the
and niggas is shot down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block down

(Chorus)