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

[Tony - 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 bitch pussy
My album about to drop in 7
But I still poke a at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my
That's why I'm overseas doin shows in
I got Gats the future, see-through guns
So my bullets leave the chamber I can see you run
Nigga I flip my advance I ran through it
'cause money turn haters into that barmen fluid
My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10
Keepin in a cool from Uncle Ben

[Muder Mase - 3]
You know you messin' with a nigga that do this for a
Put two in the while theres two in the kitchen
Put guns in mouth like "Who's u dissin'?"
We for they knew who u was missin, nigga
You can either have a gun at the chain, or one at the
I hoes back of the church, hummin' ya name
Even then I feel like cheat my men
Watch God leave the sky to and greet my men
I pop niggas in the chest never breathe again
Route 20 in the fitness see the again
Whats a man wake up who cant wake up?
Back guards face straight up with kinds of up
'cause I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I a mother scream "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, bullets hit you, boy
Your nobody so no one miss you
Queens start to kickin' its too to get through
Leave a nigga leakin' like an ritual
Who wanna run up on me they get known
I blackout then snatch your clique
Leavin' 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 Buck - 4]
A country nigga still lookin' for a New hoe
About to these niggas with this New York flow
Say one nigga homie you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New know
I use to listen to I've never listened to Joe
I tell 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 block hot
50 me the word, niggas would have been pop
a interview nigga I get into you nigga
Enough hearin' 'bout what you finna do

- Verse 5]
Murder at its best, this is rap at its
You can see my verse, if you the blindest
My is vivid, ya bitch I hit it
All ready, yeah that's right this is
mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas
Go and shoot, my pistol nuke niggas
When I let off the whole Earth feel the
I mix and treat 'em like album shit
Our albums, we treat 'em like the elections
On our champagne campaign up dresses
On the dance flo' the it flow
you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' 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 party the party we get so drunk
We all about the next day hun

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

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

[Lloyd - Verse 8]
Niggas aint got on me, everybody know that
run up on a V, everybody gon' clap
And if he aint he say, n everybody gon rats
Just rat, and catch your body all rats
Matter'fact, I dont hang out with no lobby for (Nah)
The gun me back off Bacardi and Yack
Im in the club with the snub, this the of the track
A stray from the K will take a of ya hat
Im gettin cake like you wouldnt but im accepted
By mainstream America and good in the
Now niggaz wanna talk all (why)
Like they aint used to up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
all chatter, and walk off Eazy
A milly will make body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the and Im low-low
Damn broke a monolo for a photo
I aint ridin' around with a that's a No-No
Momma 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 fulla hurt but that was a robbery
Critics owe me an apologee, Im
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 they want ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' with my weapon, they dont check 'em up
I know niggas from 'round there and they dont us
All of the was fans when I met 'em, just waitin' in the wind for niggas 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, I got the 'hood in a frenzy
And I move with the wooden Benzy
Blend in, will body ya for a pen
Baby need food, momma need fin
You know me, New cap on
Batman that I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the illegal on
n a wife beater n black on
Its on!

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