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We should do something like

boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom chuck, b-boom, Shady

There's never this, much of a menace in this game as this
And it's the, most duo in the business
Once again it's the illest and realest
The most Dre protege, Shady apprentice

Drop them zeros and get with heroes
Do you want or winners, this music is in us, and it's
Not over we say it's finished and G-Unit spinners
Will keep spinnin', this is hip hop when in it's

form, the greatest, hate us or love us
Make voodoo dolls of us and keep them pins in us
Thick as his is or as short as his wick is
The is to be able to walk big as his dick is

And as sick as his music is, or was, is
Whatever, forever, he will be the
To ever sh-shock the world, to do next
He's already reconciled his ex a chainsaw and an axe

Jump a desk, strangle her neck
we have sex while Bill Clinton plays the sax
I sprays the vex, yeah, bring on back
The of rap, devil baby on crack

Resurrect, I left, baby I'm bad
I've gone mad, my comrade Drezy
He says I'm too to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but it's made me off

In fact, this right here very could be the last rap
I ever do spit, I'll do shit, that's that
it I quit, suck on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this wack ass rap, my black ass, 50 Cent

Nah, 'em, tell 'em to my black ass
The clean parts, the parts
My bullet wounds, my marks
The tell you're ass apart

A in this game
Crush a from tha start
Shady me, Shady crazy
Fifty crazy rich,

Different day, nothing change, it's the same shit,
Teflon wrapped on case I get on
D's searching the whip, glad I left the mac
Still grindin', still shinin', nigga lord

You're rockin' with the kid that spit sicka flows
I carried Game's style for nine months and birth to it
Now I'm like a proud father watching him do it
E'eryday Dre day, front and a maylay

Turn the upside down wit a frown upside down
I smile through sumthin' fowl, and watch my pile
I'm fuckin' with stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me right back

Boom boom chuck, boom chuck
boom chuck, go 'head, funky funk up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
Boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up

Boom boom chuck, b-boom chuck
boom chuck, I hit yo' ass up
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom
boom chuck, yeah, that's what's up

Boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck
Boom boom chuck, the re-up