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We should do like that

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

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

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

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

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

Jump a bitch's desk, her neck
While we have sex Bill Clinton plays the sax
I sprays the vex, yeah, Shady on back
The of rap, devil baby on crack

Resurrect, I never left, I'm bad
I've gone mad, my comrade automatically
He says I'm too to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but it's made me off

In fact, right here very well could be the last rap
I do spit, I'll never do shit, that's that
Fuck it I quit, suck on a dick,
I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass, 50

Nah, 'em, tell 'em to my black ass
The clean parts, the shitty
My wounds, my beauty marks
The Fif'll tell ass apart

A came in this
a motherfuckers from tha start
Shady paid me, Shady
Fifty rich, bitch

Different day, nothing change, it's the shit, trick
Teflon wrapped on I get clapped on
D's searching the whip, glad I the mac home
Still grindin', shinin', nigga lord knows

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

Turn the town upside down wit a upside down
I smile sumthin' fowl, and watch my money pile
I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you fats
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, me mines right back

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

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

Boom boom chuck, b-boom chuck
Boom chuck, it's the re-up