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

50

Over and over, i told ya boy
im a G-Unit soldier boy
now when u gon get it in yo
the wide open and the dogs off the chain

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n with the gun thats tellin ya frontin
I be that young'n on the run, i pop sumthin
In the i read, death is of the tongue,
If u about death, then death is go oncoming,
jay taught me how to flow, 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 on any nigga's head that play me,
see im cool 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 em with the gramma'
i enhanced in the slamma bangin them hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you dont that, then u shouldnt say that
'cause wut come out yo mouth'll get u SHOT
handin money around, and we dont play that, outta line'll get u SHOT DOWN,
keep on playa hatin, we kno where u stay at, the u on'll get u SHOT DOWN, nigga
heres a few cliques, that u shouldnt with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT DOWN

(Eyiooo yo, what ya niggas talkin bout, think u playin
R, G-UNIT!The same old shit,
Put the in the ring, watch em all quit,
All ya niggas is pussy, my dick
Aint but a handful of mans still standin
I 50 in a cypher, when onyx was still slammin
now we meet again, its all good my
back to the again, its all hood my nigga,
knock on wood my nigga, we walked the dog
we get to where we at by luck, shit was hard,
but once we got the trials, its all smiles
til a bitch type nigga all of a get wild
now why u to go and take me back the way i came from?
imma you remember, where u my name from,
45th BLAH BLAH ave.
I done ran through your crew and let off half, nigga

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(Styles P)
If ya head 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 buckets is
30 handguns, the gutter is starvin
niggas like me rush ur apartment
blood stains'll fuck up ur
on the window
i murder everytime that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and then out his chin bone
i want the chrome to the crown, i aint sellin nothin,
u can the jail or the ground, u aint in hell enough
im the one flood the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll the colors
and niggas is shot down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block down

(Chorus)