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[50 Cent - 1]
Y'all spend too much time watchin' flicks
Who you be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start, before his ass get hit
So I walk up you can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari roof go down, Lam go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' up?
Nigga knick knack pattywack, a dog a bone
Im still down to sell crack got a home
God the child with a flawless flow
Say gave a nigga the talent to push
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 mill in my account and Im still on the
When you aint in my clique, its to shine
I mean talent this is so hard to find
G-Unit!

Yayo - 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 Rikers Island, to shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got your pussy fartin
My album to drop in 7 days
But I poke a rapper at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, be my fans
That's why I'm overseas shows in Japan
I got Gats from the future, guns
So when my bullets leave the I can see you run
Nigga I my advance before I ran through it
'cause that money turn into that barmen fluid
My be a 8, from a 1 to 10
Keepin in a cool from Uncle Ben

[Muder - Verse 3]
You know you messin' with a nigga that do 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 like cheat my men
God leave the sky to come and greet my men
I pop niggas in the they never breathe again
20 in the fitness see the streets again
Whats a man tryna up who cant wake up?
guards face straight up with kinds of make up
'cause 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 so no one will miss you
start to kickin' its too much to get through
Leave a nigga leakin' like an Indian
Who run up on me they get known quick
I blackout snatch your chrome clique
jail in '91, made Im homesick
Move Pow-Fu like a Farrakhan
Raised in, caged in, let my spin
Face wrapped up like a Arabian

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

[Prodigy - 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 and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas
When I let off the Earth feel the effects
I mix and treat 'em like album shit
Our albums, we treat 'em the president elections
On our champagne livin' up dresses
On the dance flo' the it flow
When you fuck with G-Unit then you fuckin' blow
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then bring some fuckin'
its a gang of us and we ready to go
'cause after the after the party we get so drunk
We forget all the next day hun

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

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

Banks - Verse 8]
Niggas got nuttin' on me, everybody know that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody gon'
And if he aint 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 me back off Bacardi and Yack
Im in the club with the snub, the part of the track
A stray from the K will take a of ya hat
Im gettin like you wouldnt believe but im accepted
By mainstream America and in the piece
Now niggaz talk all greasy (why)
Like they aint to open up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and off Eazy
A milly will make body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the and Im low-low
Damn near a monolo for a photo
I aint ridin' around a Dodo that's a No-No
Momma me better than that you go to go home
Look at me now, a of poverty
I cant watch the way I gotta a me
The fulla hurt but that was a robbery
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A sixteen away from the
My niggas keep guns, one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a dome shit, cause nigga got all kinds of beef they ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' with my weapon, cause dont check 'em up
I know niggas from 'round 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 next album, Im'a have some fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all so everybody forget 'em
They Envy, cause I got the 'hood in a
And I move smooth with the wooden
in, niggas will body 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 strap on
Teflon n a wife n black on
Its on!

[50 talking..]
this the kid 50 Cent 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'? ya niggas say somethin' smart out ya mouth, boy
You better stop usin' ya mouth, before I help you NOT be able to use ya mouth fucker!