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

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Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I don't need
I'm gas, whole click is ass, I mean that.
cocksucker, better believe that
I say it one time, watch the whole world scream
G-U-N-O-T, now for Billboard, rest in peace
And since my nigga died, I stress no sleep
Contemplating suicide in my jeep
I twice but I couldn't make my death complete
I you could say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the dead to the beef
Kiss my bitch and accept defeat
I hate it when bullies try to test the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start heat
You could get it in the stomach just Raheem
running with a snitch is not quite my thing
I tried to take Buck with me, but he on the scene
Guess all I can do now is pray for
While I finish my next album, 5 million and
Anticipating, tellin the 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 older brother
Yea, daddy us but in the meanwhile
You talkin behind his and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And Game grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo head boy, that's for Kanye
I whip yo head boy, the back of my tech
Yeap, fuckin group fell flat without me
You mad, what you do rap about me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks
You a steroid addict, you Detox
Hopefully you it out in time to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3
My CL so smooth, it should of came with Rock
And lets not who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that me out the weed spot.
You want credit, it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, said I'm gone
But I'm back, this is rap and a fact is a
They say you turn snitch, you never go back
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker that
What goes around comes around, get to the gold plaques
got cheese, but he dont feed no rats
I show the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go
I'm insane, Lloyd Banks know that
He told me I was a Big Daddy Kane throwback
Started with 1 brick, my own company
And don't spread news about it unless it come me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my deep

But Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet
don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
Hear Mike?
And don't be alarmed, is not a diss
But my logo kinda got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He write his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on behalf of Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new nigga's got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this like OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up shirt with the cut off
I got twin desert eagles, suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Like in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Deep
Don't one of you got sickas, fuck your talk is cheap
When I see you, and I'm see you
Imma you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through nude
With Black Wallstreet tattooed on his
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 wonder why I always say fuck rap niggas
So Imma break it down for MC's and
If you don't hear name, let the beef begin
Ain't got against Hov, I like the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I bangin him for a while
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets
And thats the same reason I fuck Kiss 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 new to this
I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris
Cause your uncle Scarface show me that pays
Just Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones, Skeet screw the song
I with Slim Thug and my nigga Bun B
Can't do without saying free pimp c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I went window shoppin and 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your 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
made it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jesse will
And if all else fails, see you in hell
Wear that G-unit spinner you come to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, up like valet
He turn back 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 ain't givin shit
Olivia show the whole world she got a dick
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 tattoo was a move
in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years after you got by cartoon
The beef is over, is gonna fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
Life is a of chess nigga...
Some King, Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In December 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my documentaries be better your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At local record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
Shout out to the and pops, for helping me slay 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,