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Baby this is real
my record slow imma show you my dick (reapets 7x)

[The
Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I need that
I'm gas, your whole is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, better believe
I say it one time, watch the world scream back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And since my nigga died, I stress no sleep
suicide in my Lexus jeep
I tried twice but I make my death complete
I you could say Mya got the best of me
Came back from the dead to the beef
my converse bitch and accept defeat
Cause I it when bullies try to test the weak
Thats I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat
You could get it in the stomach just like
Cause running with a snitch is not quite my
I to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene
all I can do now is pray for Supreme
While I my next album, 5 million and countin
Anticipating, the world I did it without him
If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a
I'd be Dre's newborn, be the jealous older brother
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You talkin behind his and in his face you smile
You moved out the house, You a now
And Game grew up to be a problem child
I yo head boy, that's for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, with the of my tech
Yeap, your fuckin fell flat without me
You mad, what you do rap about me?
Your is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look like Reebok
Try to walk in my shoes a
Hurricanes in the day after Christmas, nigga 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 should of came with Pete
And lets not who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre that me out the weed spot.
You want credit, 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 turn snitch, you go back
Heres a of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that
What around comes around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no
I the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Banks know that
He told me I was a Big Daddy Kane throwback
with 1 brick, built my own company
And don't spread news about it unless it from me
Guess the boss, nigga my squad deep

But Glasses Malone is not to BlackWallstreet
Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, believe the hype
Hear that
And don't be alarmed, this is not a
But missusing my logo kinda got me
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He don't his own raps, so I gotta forgive him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on of Eric Wright, my nigga you gotta chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a
I was doin mixtapes, they was watching 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 like 50 on the of the GQ
up shirt with the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, nigga suck on
I got CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet
Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep
Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, your talk is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma strip you down naked and thats how Imma leave you
Then Imma find Havoc, make him through Queens nude
With Black tattooed on his back
Nigga's to G-unit, now they bustin guns
But last week it was: "My nigga Game, up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap
And you wonder why I always say fuck rap niggas
So Imma break it down for and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the beef
Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the style
Nas is my nigga, I bangin him for a while
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the locked
And thats the same I fuck with Kiss and D-Block
Eminem 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
While I'm in the ATL, 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
Mike Jones, Skeet screw the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B
Can't do that saying free pimp c
And thats the reason why 50 try to me
So I went window shoppin and 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause scared to come get me
'cause 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, thank God for
If Dipset don't get you, 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 like
He gonna turn back pastor the gun in his face
The real chain still in Chicago when I'm the fake
You can who you want, I ain't givin back shit
Unless show the whole world she got a dick
seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's Yayo caught a brick
I my G-Unot tattoo was a smart move
Cause in the end you a 100 Mil. to a cartoon
3 years after you got tatted by
The beef is over, G-Unit is fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
is a game of chess nigga...
Some King, Some
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Chicken Little,
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores 6th
The DVD, Its a tell all
Yea, my documentaries be than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your local store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse
Shout out to the moms and pops, for 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,