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[50 Cent - 1]
niggas spend too much time watchin' flicks
Who you be? Tony Montana n shit?
Well you can start, right his ass get hit
So when I walk up you can see the spit
Ferrari go down, Lam doors go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' up?
Nigga knick knack pattywack, give a dog a
Im down to sell crack got a fiends home
God bless the child with a flow
Say gave a nigga the talent to push
like a pimp a hoe, I watch the grams go
the pussy grow, straight cash flow
im a hundred time bigger than Preme in his
100 mill in my account and Im still on the
When you in my clique, its hard to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to
G-Unit!

Yayo - Verse 2]
I dream 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 drop got your pussy fartin
My album about to drop in 7
But I still poke a rapper at the
Kilo's in a gram, be my fans
That's why I'm overseas doin in Japan
I got Gats from the future, see-through
So when my bullets leave the I can see you run
I flip my advance before I ran through it
'cause that money turn haters into that fluid
My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10
in a cool place from Uncle Ben

[Muder - Verse 3]
You you messin' with a nigga that do this for a livin'
Put two in the street theres two in the kitchen
Put in niggaz mouth like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for knew who u was missin, nigga
You can either have a gun at the chain, or one at the
I have back of the church, hummin' ya name
Even then I feel it's cheat my men
Watch God leave the sky to and greet my men
I pop niggas in the they never breathe again
Route 20 in the see the streets again
Whats a man tryna wake up who wake up?
Back guards face straight up with kinds of up
'cause I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I hear a scream "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, bullets hit you, boy
Your so no one will miss you
Queens start to its too much to get through
Leave a nigga like an Indian ritual
Who run up on me they get known quick
I blackout then snatch your chrome
Leavin' in '91, made Im homesick
Move Pow-Fu a Farrakhan atonement
Raised in, in, let my ways spin
wrapped up like a Saudi Arabian

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

[Prodigy - 5]
Murder at its best, this is rap at its
You can see my verse, even if you the
My is vivid, ya bitch I hit it
All ready, yeah that's right this is
Head mob niggas, my gun bomb
Go and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas
When I let off the whole Earth feel the
I mix CD's and treat 'em like album
Our albums, we treat 'em like the president
On our champagne campaign livin' up
On the dance the Hennessee it flow
you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' fuckin' blow
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then bring fuckin' hoes
its a gang of us and we ready to go
'cause after the party 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 little motherfucker put the in diesel
G-Unit Game Over this is a preview
Niggas on theyself gotta rock in the huggy
The coke in the pot rise to the top dougy
Got chicks with a ass like Buffy, yes homie me
Plays fuck me, kick 'em out they try to get touchy
QB/Southside, if you to Trestle
Man your man is hot, you dont wanna get to
Like 50's beef is and mine is his
See this serious, motherfuckin ask kids
wild on the streets, scared to death to bid
Sell anything that stay from the bottles and cuffs, nigga

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

[Lloyd Banks - 8]
Niggas aint got nuttin' on me, know that
Niggas run up on a V, gon' clap
And if he what he say, n everybody gon rats
rat, and catch your little body all rats
Matter'fact, I dont hang out with no lobby for (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off Bacardi and
Im in the club the snub, this the part of the track
A from the K will take a part of ya hat
Im gettin like you wouldnt believe but im accepted
By America and good in the piece
Now niggaz wanna talk all (why)
Like they aint used to open up for me in New on tv (Ya know)
all chatter, and walk off Eazy
A milly make your body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the dolo and Im
near broke a monolo for a photo
I aint around with a Dodo that's a No-No
taught me better than that you go to go home
Look at me now, a product of
I cant watch the way I decide a me
The 'hoods fulla but that was a robbery
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A sixteen from the lottery
My keep guns, thats one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a 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 from 'round there and they dont us
All of the niggas was fans I met 'em, just waitin' in the wind for niggas to come and get 'em
On my next album, Im'a have some fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all around so everybody 'em
They Envy, cause I got the 'hood in a
And I move smooth with the Benzy
Blend in, will body ya for a pen
Baby food, baby momma need fin
You know me, New cap on
Batman whip I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the strap on
n a wife beater n black on
Its on!

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