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

50

Over and over, i done ya boy
im a motherfuckin soldier boy
now when u gon get it in yo
the gates wide and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n the gun thats tellin ya stop frontin
I be that on the run, after i pop sumthin
In the Bible i read, is of the tongue,
If u talk death, then death is go oncoming,
jay taught me how to flow, 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 could stunt til my ass dead like JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any head that 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, next to preme, and cat
and montana, i kill em the gramma'
i enhanced in the slamma bangin them hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you dont live that, then u say that
'cause wut come out yo mouth'll get u SHOT
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 DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, u shouldnt play with, G-Unit 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 in the ring, watch em all quit,
All ya niggas is pussy, my dick
Aint nothin but a handful of mans standin
I remember 50 in a cypher, when was still slammin
now we meet again, its all my nigga
to the street again, its all hood my nigga,
knock on my nigga, we both walked the dog
we aint get to we at by luck, shit was hard,
but once we got thru the trials, its all
til a bitch nigga all of a sudden get wild
now why u gots to go and take me the way i came from?
imma MAKE you remember, u my name from,
45th street BLAH ave.
I done ran through your and only let off half, nigga

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(Styles P)
If ya aint off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nipped nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my hit a piece of ur bone,
its gonna do than chip, nigga,
yea wut the fuck is the
the porsche is red, the is armed
30 shot handguns, the gutter is
like me might rush ur apartment
blood fuck up ur carpet
on the window
i smell murder everytime that the blow
tie him to the and then knock out his chin bone
i dont want the to the crown, i aint sellin nothin,
u can have the or the ground, u aint in hell enough
im the one that the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno love the colors
and is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block down

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