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

Game]
Hit a
No 400 yet, I don't need that
I'm gas, your click is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, 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 been 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
back from the dead to address the beef
Kiss my converse bitch and defeat
Cause I hate it when bullies try to the weak
Thats I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat
You could get it in the just like Raheem
Cause running with a snitch is not quite my
I tried to take with me, but he stayed on the scene
Guess all I can do now is pray for
While I finish my album, 5 million and countin
Anticipating, tellin the I did it without him
If was a family that didn't have a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy us but in the meanwhile
You talkin behind his back and in his you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And lil' Game grew up to be a child
I whip yo head boy, for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, with the of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin group fell without me
You mad, what you gonna do rap me?
Your bars is garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new look like Reebok pennyloafers
Try to walk in my a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, fuck Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
you make it out in time to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I 3 blocks
My CL so smooth, it of came with Pete Rock
And lets not forget who 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, this is rap and a is a fact
They say once you snitch, you never go back
a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What goes around around, get used to the gold plaques
got cheese, but he dont feed no rats
I show the world my if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd know that
He me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And don't spread news about it unless it come me
whos the boss, nigga my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not signed to
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the
Hear Mike?
And don't be alarmed, is not a diss
But missusing my logo kinda got me
And I got beef, now Lil' Eazy dissin
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you gotta
I'm the reason you new westcoast got a deal
While I was mixtapes, they was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this shit like OJ and pass for the
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you
like 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
Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma strip you down asshole and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him through Queens nude
With Black Wallstreet tattooed on his
Nigga's to G-unit, now they bustin guns
But last week it "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas
And you wonder why I say fuck these rap niggas
So Imma it down for MC's and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the begin
Ain't got shit against Hov, I the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I been bangin him for a
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets
And thats the same reason I fuck with Kiss and
Eminem in the number 3 spot
And is like my big brother, we both raised 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 crime pays
Just like Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget the homie Mike Jones
Who? Mike Jones, screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that without saying pimp c
And thats the reason why 50 try to me
So I window shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to get me
know whats up, Bloods still got love for em'
Come to the block, shake off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e made it out alive, God for that
If Dipset get you, Jesse Jackson will
And if all else fails, see you in hell
that G-unit spinner when you come to L.A.
I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up valet
He gonna back pastor when the gun in his face
The real still in Chicago when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I ain't givin shit
Unless Olivia show the whole 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 was a smart move
Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a
3 after you got tatted by cartoon
The is over, G-Unit is gonna fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I guess I win
Life is a game of nigga...
King, Some Queens
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
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The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers
Yea, my documentaries be better than your nigga, Hahaha
I drove by house nigga
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
out to the moms 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,