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DMX Errrrrrrrrrrr......Uhr..Uhr

50

Over and over, i told ya boy
im a motherfuckin soldier boy
now u gon get it in yo brain
the wide open and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n with the gun thats tellin ya frontin
I be that young'n on the run, i pop sumthin
In the i read, death is of the tongue,
If u talk death, then death is go oncoming,
jay me how to flow, shot him in the head,
randy's ass was there, now he's scared,
sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy,
if u ask me, i say im wut the hood me,
now i stunt til my ass dead broke like JD,
or put a on any nigga's head that play me,
see im cool the haitian mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wutsup wit
see my flick, next to preme, and cat
and montana, i em with the gramma'
i in the slamma after bangin them hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you live that, then u shouldnt say that
'cause wut out yo mouth'll get u SHOT DOWN
handin money around, and we dont play that, outta line'll get u SHOT DOWN,
keep on playa hatin, we kno where u stay at, the bullshit u on'll get u DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, that u shouldnt play with, Ruffryders'll get u SHOT DOWN

(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, think u with?
R, G-UNIT!The same old shit,
Put the faggots in the ring, em all quit,
All ya niggas is pussy, my dick
nothin but a handful of mans still standin
I remember 50 in a cypher, when was still slammin
now we meet again, its all good my
to the street again, its all hood my nigga,
knock on wood my nigga, we walked the dog
we aint get to where we at by luck, was hard,
but we got thru the trials, its all smiles
til a bitch type nigga all of a sudden get
now why u gots to go and me back the way i came from?
imma MAKE you remember, u my name from,
45th BLAH BLAH ave.
I done ran through your and only let off half, nigga

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(Styles P)
If ya head off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nipped nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my hit a piece of ur bone,
its do more than chip, nigga,
yea wut the is the problem
the is red, the buckets is armed
30 shot handguns, the gutter is
niggas like me rush ur apartment
stains'll fuck up ur carpet
brain on the
i smell everytime that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and then knock out his chin
i want the chrome to the crown, i aint sellin nothin,
u can have the or the ground, u aint in hell enough
im the one flood the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll the colors
and niggas is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP holdin down

(Chorus)