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

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Hit a
No 400 bars yet, I need that
I'm gas, whole click is ass, I mean that.
G-Unot cocksucker, believe that
I say it one time, watch the whole world back
G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace
And since my died, I been stress no sleep
Contemplating suicide in my Lexus
I tried twice but I couldn't make my complete
I guess you could say Mya got the of me
Came back from the to address the beef
my converse bitch and accept defeat
Cause I hate it bullies try to test the weak
Thats when I go bishop and juice and start heat
You could get it in the stomach just Raheem
Cause running with a is not quite my thing
I tried to Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene
Guess all I can do now is 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 have a mother
I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous older
Yea, daddy love us but in the
You talkin behind his back and in his face you
You moved out the house, You a now
And Game grew up to be a problem child
I whip yo boy, that's for Kanye West
I whip yo head boy, with the back of my
Yeap, your fuckin group fell without me
You mad, you gonna do rap about me?
bars is park garbage, hooks is mediocre
And your new shoes look like pennyloafers
Try to walk in my a block
Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, fuck Reeboks
You a addict, you need Detox
Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox
Cause BlackWallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3
My CL so smooth, it should of with Pete Rock
And lets not who made me hot
It was Dr. Dre took me out the weed spot.
You want credit, it, I did it on my own
you 300 bars, then said I'm gone
But I'm back, this is rap and a fact is a
They say once you snitch, you never go back
Heres a picture of Ja Rule, hold that
What around comes around, get used to the gold plaques
Homie got cheese, but he feed no rats
I show the my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat
I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd know that
He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane
Started with 1 brick, built my own
And spread news about it unless it come from me
Guess whos the boss, my squad deep

But Malone is not signed to BlackWallstreet
don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype
Hear that
And don't be alarmed, is not a diss
But missusing my kinda got me pissed
And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy
He don't write his own raps, so I gotta him
I got love for ya pops and I always
So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you chill
I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a
While I was doin mixtapes, was watching College Hill
For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my
I run this shit OJ and pass for the bills
Trying so hard to be a gangsta, you seethrough
Posing 50 on the cover of the GQ
up shirt with the cut off sleeves
I got twin desert eagles, suck on these
I got CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet
Like Hova in Takeover, out Mobb Deep
Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep
Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your is cheap
I see you, and I'm gonna see you
Imma strip you down asshole naked and thats how Imma you
Then Imma Havoc, make him walk through Queens nude
Black Wallstreet tattooed on his back
Nigga's to G-unit, now they bustin guns
But last it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"
See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap
And you why I always say fuck these rap niggas
So Imma break it down for and friends
If you don't hear your name, let the begin
got shit against Hov, I like the nigga style
Nas is my nigga, I been bangin him for a
I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the locked
And the same reason I fuck with Kiss and D-Block
Place in the number 3 spot
And Snoop is my big brother, we both raised by the Doc.
Young you hot, we both new to this
While I'm in the ATL, shout out to
Cause your uncle show me that crime pays
Just Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways"
And I can't forget about the homie Jones
Who? Mike Jones, Skeet the fuckin song
I fuck with Slim and my nigga Bun B
Can't do that without free pimp c
And thats the why 50 try to pimp me
So I went shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys
I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't me
Turnin Spider Loc against me, your scared to come get me
'cause know whats up, still got love for em'
Come to the block, I'll off the rub for em'
Ask for G-unit, its a rap
Ma$e it out alive, thank God for that
If Dipset don't get you, Jesse Jackson
And if all else fails, I'll see you in
Wear that G-unit spinner you come to L.A.
I have a nigga cars, dressed up like valet
He gonna turn back pastor when the gun in his
The real chain in Chicago when I'm takin the fake
You can call who you want, I ain't givin shit
Unless Olivia show the world she got a dick
Can't seem to her life, but she talk a lot of shit
And I want my 10 G's Yayo caught a brick
I guess my 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, is gonna fall apart soon

Faggot ass
I I win nigga
is a game of chess nigga...
Some King, Queens
Lloyd Banks, Yayo, Young Buck, Pastor fuckin Ma$e
You niggas is
50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Little, Hahaha
Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores 6th
The DVD, Its a tell all
Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha
I drove by your house
Go buy the DVD, $16,99
At your record 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,