[50 Ay yo, what's up, yo this is 50 You're here with mah man Green And you how the fuck it go down You wanna hate? Okay, it's okay, You can me baby! I'm on fire right now ya bitch ass nigga, ya me...
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Yeah... Detroit, Motherfucka... DJ Green (The Evil Genius) D12, We ain't nowhere... We smokin' crack, nigga... (laugh) Let 'em know...
Bitch, Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws because We stoppin' We ain't got to prove shit to So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' Cause we ain't cause You ain't us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Come on!)
(Yo) The Derelict's I'm blazing niggas while up in the Sheraton, 'laxed I even sold my crack You niggas is bitches, straight up, I'm bearing the I pussy with all my heart, but I married a gat (gun clicks) And nigga, I'm top pedigree, so don't with me I'll blow your tattoos all over your seat (glass shattering) Kids an' all get hit, and all The Mosberg'll take your back, liver, and all (bah!) a street talker Heatsparker to Packing when I'm sleepwalking (Bitch, Keep Talkin') Throw a firebomb your chimney While you're eating at Wendy's, I'm in your bushes a semi with the hands, never bow down to another man I was guns while you was still poppin' some rubber bands Smother clan! Sever your hand and your And mail your brother your heart, and send your your head!
I'm the only one, you bitch, touch ya Type of brother that'll fuck your a fishnet rubber (scream) A belligerent and motherfucka That'll dump your body, and still fly away to on Atella When it comes to beefin', it ain't no I your language with a stainless I'm contained with an to leave you famous I'm a pit, I left an AK to paint your face with Niggas don't say shit, your hype man If there's a bystander by, I'm firin' at him! (Flat out) Cause I can, You get squashed like pop I'll be 7 up in your mouth, man (ha, ha, ha) I'm about to sell your bud, and lace it So she fire it up she coughin' blood I love to see 'em lay I'm made to behave in this You try to be brave in a rage your will be replaced
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them because We ain't We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'! Keep on that shit you poppin' Cause we ain't stoppin' You stoppin' us! We got to prove shit to yall So all yall can the balls and Walkin'!
(Bizzy, on!)
I ain't here to talk Benzino, or Ja Rule I'm to talk about lil' Ray Ray, and what I'ma do (laugh) Sorry, I ain't gonna you, you'll probably sue Next week, this be out on DJ Clue (exclusive!) The first time I had sex, a dirty No condom, my grandmother bent over (Ugh!) been fuckin' raw all summer Let's make a trade: My for your brother Syke! I'm not I'm an transexual with one testicle (One nut) And I ain't saying shit 'cause it I got cancer...I'm dyin
(Yay Yay!) Rest in peace Jay, 2pac, and Notorious Big (Fo' Sho') (Come on)I'm the best God in the Blow heart out of your chest And your chest out of your Leave your body a mess, streets as hell Study my 12, I cut him he A druggie on bail, nutty as search light, bud he revealed Dead or in They're for hell... with bells and blonde guy Get your hard Leave you full of holes Spongebob (Gunshots) We can take this your front door to your CEO office Got the key to your to pee on you often Leavin' your office, we over Or get White, mixed with baking soda Ya me...GET CRACK!
Crackheads! And is just mixtape shit, you fuckin' morons! This ain't over brawn This is bullies fuckin' pussies! (Laugh) on!
Bitch, Keep Keep on poppin off, flip them jaws We ain't We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'! Keep on poppin' that shit you Cause we stoppin' cause You ain't us! We ain't got to shit to yall So all yall can lick the and Walkin'!