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Baby this is shit
my record sell slow imma show you my (reapets 7x)

Game]
Hit a
No 400 yet, I don't need that
I'm gas, whole click is ass, I mean that.
cocksucker, better believe that
I say it one time, watch the world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And since my died, I been stress no sleep
Contemplating in my Lexus 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 to address 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 flexin
You get it in the stomach just like Raheem
Cause running with a snitch is not my thing
I tried to Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene
all I can do now is pray for Supreme
While I finish my next album, 5 and countin
Anticipating, tellin the world I did it him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a
I'd be newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother
Yea, love us but in the meanwhile
You talkin his back and in his face you smile
You out the house, You a failure now
And Game grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo head boy, that's for Kanye
I whip yo head boy, with the of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin group fell flat me
You mad, what you do rap about me?
Your is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
you make it out in time to be on Detox
Cause expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And not forget who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot.
You credit, forget it, I did it on my own
Gave you 300 bars, said I'm gone
But I'm back, is rap and a fact is a fact
They say once you turn snitch, you go back
a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What goes around comes around, get used to the gold
Homie got cheese, but he feed no rats
I show the world my dick if Banks go plat
I'm insane, Lloyd Banks know that
He told me I was like a Big Daddy throwback
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news about it unless it from me
Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
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 missusing my logo kinda got me
And I got enough beef, now Eazy dissin
He don't write his own raps, so I gotta him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was doin mixtapes, they was College Hill
For real, you ain't got half my skill
I run shit like OJ and pass for the bills
so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
Button up shirt with the cut off
I got desert eagles, nigga suck on these
I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you got sickas, fuck your talk is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens
With Black Wallstreet on his back
Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin
But last week it "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust rap niggas
And you wonder why I always say fuck rap niggas
So Imma it down for MC's and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the begin
got shit 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 locked
And the same reason I fuck with Kiss and D-Block
Place in the number 3 spot
And Snoop is like my big brother, we both by the Doc.
Young you hot, we both 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? Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Thug and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that without free pimp c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I went window shoppin and bought 2
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, your scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, Bloods got love for em'
to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e made it out alive, God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jackson will
And if all fails, I'll see you in hell
Wear that spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a parkin cars, dressed up like valet
He gonna turn back pastor when the gun in his
The real chain still in when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I ain't back shit
Unless Olivia show the whole world she got a
Can't seem to save her life, but she a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo a brick
I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a move
Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
3 years you got tatted by cartoon
The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna fall soon

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
Life is a of chess nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You is pawns
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores 6th
The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your 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,