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I'm amazing,
I'm crazy the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froze I stay "G'd Up",
Its the things the I dun seen and the sh**
I've been through that made my heart turn cold I stay "G'd Up",
I'm a gangsta ya find out for sure if you ever step on my toes I stay "G'd Up",
When I'm hangin' out the window wit that AK filling ya punk a** wit holes
[50 Cent]
Cocaine, h**n, ecstasy, marijuana,
I'm new on that greyhound f**ing wit NY to Carolina,
Paper chase different name,same face don't catch a case,
My road dogs on parole his baby girls 4 years old,
We play the block pistol cop,
You could shoot or get shot k** you for you're crack spot take everything your a** got,
Semi-automatics spary, bust back up on the way,
n***as talking in the hood we'll handle his another day,
In November you make my sh**, you should be dead,
If you can catch a Christmas, I'll send you a gift,n***az will come
And leave yo a** twisted,them hollow tips shells burn baby burn,
See n***as get merked up, N babies born make the world turn,
I seen it all crispy clear so I keep my pistol near,
Hearts never full of fear homie I stay well aware of what's going
Around me motherf**ers want me dead I go wit a smile on my face,
Witness my time kid
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[Lloyd Banks]
Lil n***a I dun paid ya way, y'all should thank 'em,
But if you think otherwise bring ya boy over here so I could spank 'em,
Ill put a end to your career b**h (b**h), before you speak on 50,
Buy forty in a spare clip, these n***as getting ga**ed up
Getting to used to rap like I won't give them more blood clots than super cat,
n***as will snatch ya I'm like a bat catcher ill give em
Signs and they'll post up match ya,
Round here n***as die off hydro and even when it ain't the 4th of July it sound like pyro,
You smart enough to creep n lay you're dumb brains down the pound will
Spin you down like the young James Brown (yeah)
I know I'm hot but hey (hey)
I'm icy to rocks will hit you from a block away like a beat from Dr.Dre
We takin' over this year case the soldiers is
Here everyone knows its a scare (yeah)!
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[Young Buck]
My poppa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man
He just pop another bottle and smoke up a half a gram,
I would hop in my Impala and ride all thought the night
That gave my homeboy light so when you do it do it right,
My fingernails still filled with c**aine residue,
I still got the heart to go bust me ahead or 2
(fo sho) no other solution you think we hollerin and hooptin'
Until you wake up and you gotta here about these shootings,
I take a bullet from my vooz and put the clip in my pocket
Before I take another bullet I'm gonna pull it and pop it
And if its beef my n***a then let your guns do the talkin'
The graveyard has got plenty room for a coffin
They say we responsible for boosting the crime rate
They say we the reason these young n***as is buying weight
But I'm gonna keep this glock on my waist till my dyin' days its
"Nothin' But A G Thang" G-Unit And Dr.Dre
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