[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 You're here mah man Green Lantern And you know how the it go down You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can me baby! I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya me...
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Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Lantern (The Evil Genius) D12, We ain't nowhere... We smokin' crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The back I'm blazing niggas they up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even my therapist crack You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm the facts I love pussy all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering) an' all get hit, peers and all The Mosberg'll your back, liver, ribs and all (bah!) Kuniva's a street Heatsparker to guns when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a firebomb down your While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your cockin' a semi Knife with the hands, never bow down to man I was poppin' guns while you was still some rubber bands your clan! Sever your and your legs And mail your brother heart, and send your mother your head!
I'm the one, you bitch, that touch ya Type of that'll fuck your mother With a fishnet (scream) A and rowdy motherfucka That'll dump your body, and still fly away to Maui on When it comes to beefin', it no explainin' I change your language a stainless I'm contained with an anguish to leave you I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with Niggas say shit, fuck your hype man If there's a bystander standing by, I'm at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get squashed like pop I'll be shooting 7 up in mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell your bud, and lace it So when she fire it up she coughin' I to see 'em lay shit I'm made to in this case You try to be brave in a rage your legs will be
Bitch, Talkin' Keep on poppin off, flip them because We ain't We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' shit you poppin' we ain't stoppin' cause You ain't us! We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to talk about Benzino, or Ja I'm here to talk about Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna mention you, you'll sue Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first I had sex, a dirty mattress No condom, my grandmother bent backwards (Ugh!) Bizarre been raw all summer Let's make a trade: My for your brother Syke! I'm not I'm an intellectual transexual one testicle (One nut) And I ain't saying shit 'cause it I got colon cancer...I'm
(Yay Yay!) Rest in peace Jammaster Jay, 2pac, and Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm the best God in the Blow your out of your chest And your chest out of vest Leave body a mess, streets bloody as hell Study my 12, I cut him he A on bail, nutty as well search light, bud he revealed Dead or in They're for hell... Together with bells and guy Get lungs hard Leave you full of like Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take this your front door to your CEO office Got the key to your to pee on you often Leavin' your office, we over Or get China White, mixed baking soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't over brawn is bullies over fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Talkin' on poppin off, flip them jaws because We ain't We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' Cause we stoppin' cause You ain't us! We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!