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Over and over, i told ya boy im a motherfuckin soldier boy now u gon get it in yo brain the gates wide open and the dogs off the
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I be that young'n with the gun thats ya stop frontin I be that young'n on the run, i pop sumthin In the Bible i read, is of the tongue, If u talk about death, death is go oncoming, jay me how to flow, shot him in the head, randy's ass was there, now runnin scared, sum say im gangsta, say im craaazy, if u ask me, i say im wut the hood me, now i could stunt til my ass dead broke JD, or put a hundred-grand on any nigga's head play me, see im with the haitian mob niggas, say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas, to me, u be try to the nigga look bad, wutsup wit that see my flick, to preme, papi and cat and montana, i kill em the gramma' i in the slamma after bangin them hammas, X wut up
(50 Cent) If you dont live that, then u shouldnt say wut come out yo mouth'll get u SHOT DOWN handin money around, and we dont play that, gettin outta get u SHOT DOWN, keep on playa hatin, we kno where u stay at, the bullshit u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, heres a few cliques, that u shouldnt play with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT
(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin Double R, G-UNIT!The old shit, Put the in the ring, watch em all quit, All ya niggas is pussy, my dick Aint nothin but a of mans still standin I remember 50 in a cypher, when onyx was slammin now we again, its all good my nigga back to the again, its all hood my nigga, knock on wood my nigga, we walked the dog we aint get to we at by luck, shit was hard, but once we got the trials, its all smiles til a bitch type nigga all of a sudden get now why u to go and take me back the way i came from? imma MAKE you remember, u my name from, 45th BLAH BLAH ave. I done ran your crew and only let off half, nigga
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(Styles P) If ya head aint off yo shoulders, u get shot, u got nipped nigga,(just nipped) 'cause if my chrome hit a 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 might ur apartment blood fuck up ur carpet brain on the i smell murder that the wind blow tie him to the chair and then knock out his bone i dont want the to the crown, i aint sellin nothin, u can have the jail or the ground, u aint in 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 up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block down
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