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

[Tony Yayo - 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 Island, to shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the got your bitch pussy fartin
My about to drop in 7 days
But I still poke a at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my
why I'm overseas doin shows in Japan
I got Gats from the future, see-through
So when my leave the chamber I can see you run
Nigga I my advance before I ran through it
that money turn haters into that barmen fluid
My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10
in a cool place from Uncle Ben

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

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

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

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

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

Banks - Verse 8]
Niggas aint got on me, everybody know that
Niggas run up on a V, gon' clap
And if he aint what he say, n gon rats
rat, and catch your little body all rats
Matter'fact, I hang out with no lobby for rats (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off 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 believe but im accepted
By mainstream America and good in the
Now niggaz wanna talk all (why)
Like they aint used to open up for me in New on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and off Eazy
A milly will make your body look all measly
Ya spotted me on the dolo and Im low-low
Damn broke a monolo for a photo
I aint around with a Dodo that's a No-No
Momma taught me better than that you go to go
Look at me now, a of poverty
I watch the way I gotta decide a me
The 'hoods fulla but that was a robbery
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A away from the lottery
My niggas keep guns, thats one of the things I be
Im up in a dome shit, cause nigga got all kinds of beef they want ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' with my weapon, cause they dont 'em up
I know niggas 'round there and they dont check us
All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, just waitin' in the wind for to come and get 'em
On my album, Im'a have some fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all around so everybody forget 'em
They Envy, cause I got the 'hood in a
And I smooth with the wooden Benzy
Blend in, niggas will ya for a pen
Baby need food, momma need fin
You know me, New cap on
Batman whip I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the illegal on
Teflon n a wife beater n on
Its on!

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