shower} {Finally catch ya on the block, take this here gat and shoot ya in the eye} (Who ya fucking wit governer E? Don't ya know I'll hang ya dead ass
feet up Big Tye I see you boy Guru, I don't usually do this but Roll me up son man Let me get mellow on this shit right here Uh-huh, yeah Uh-huh, white
and do the best ya can Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya dont stop Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and ya dont quit Oh yes, yes y'all, yes y'all, and
beat like this I keep a night stick In case any stick up care where heat might miss I chicken fry rice bitch In a white trench Bustin off two macks I'm like "I'm hit"!!! I'm just playin, I clear the croud out Like
Man+ livin True school be like e'ryday thanksgiving [Verse 8: Positive K] Pos. K! Uh, uh, still spits this summer Came up like I hit the number, yeah
guns and bang I'ma certified, bonofied, Mobb Nigga man This ain't no '87 rap battle This is 2001, bloodsport, nigga i'll get at you This is criminal shit
great head that's how I grade a hoe White beamer in the hood shining like a star Look this half a key go to the club and I'ma buy the bar Do it twice
on same color as a new pound Omg it's spraying two rounds soulja boy tell em what you do now and you better get ya head right, I just made 10 mill off of a website all ya
, everybody knows me Coming from the P.A.T., with mister V.I.C. Young Mogul E.N.T., if you don't like it either leave I got ringtone this, and ringtone
do somethin.) Check me out, Look [Verse 1:] Now I'mma tell you like a man, I don't owe ya'll shit And I'm gonna say this shit again, I don't owe ya'
right behind your door Sicc like Norman Bates, I'm murdering like a motherfuck Wit a gun in one hand a 40 in the other one fool up and down the trunk Like
when you see that '72 Caprice With a chopper out the window like, buck a motherfucker This is (beef); just know that there will never be peace This 40
do it like me (nah, you cant do it like me) {[50 Cent:] hold on a second homie, lets get this clear} You can walk like I do, and talk like me too But
industry shit Somehow I'm feelin' like what I deserve I didn't get But I'ma stick it out, believe I'ma keep my head up And show my loyalty for Eazy E
The bitch strangler, a total stranger In your face with this thing aimed at ya Your facin danger, 16 with one up in the chamber Im bout to stain ya, with this
check at 40 grand for shows I'm fresh like Doug E, I show ya The beat got it, clap like them boys from 'Nolia, I told ya Yeah, I do it real big by a
40 miles per hour I'm out at Howard, next to Baltimore Takin' change out the fountains at shoppin' malls Rats can only afford chuck-e-cheese The blood in my jeans is tough like Buddy Lee Semi-dart auto off ya