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

50

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

Uhr..Uhr

I be that young'n the gun thats tellin ya stop frontin
I be young'n on the run, after i pop sumthin
In the Bible i read, 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 broke like JD,
or put a hundred-grand on any nigga's that play me,
see im cool with the mob niggas,
say "saapa sei my boolay", and rob niggas,
to me, u be try to make the nigga look bad, wit that
see my flick, next to preme, and cat
and montana, i kill em with the
i enhanced in the slamma after bangin hammas, X wut up

(50 Cent)
If you dont live that, then u say that
'cause wut 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 with, G-Unit Ruffryders'll get u SHOT DOWN

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

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(Styles P)
If ya head aint off yo shoulders, u aint get shot, u got nigga,(just nipped)
'cause if my hit a piece of ur bone,
its gonna do 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 murder everytime that the wind blow
tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone
i dont want the to the crown, i aint sellin nothin,
u can have the jail or the ground, u aint in hell
im the one that the gutters,
better tap ya man, and let him kno P'll the colors
and niggas is gettin shot down, 2 gunz up, Double R, SP holdin D-Block

(Chorus)