Nigga Your Time Is Up, I Aint Come To Kid You

I Knew You niggas Was Dumb, But How Dumb Is You

Thinkin You Can See The King, When You Unofficial

You Dont wanna Go To War, Cuz I'll Launch These Missiles

I'm A Ride Or Die Nigga, I Be Tearin Shit Up

We Aint Like Them Other Fools, Who Dont Compare To Us

All The Hoes Love A Nigga, They be Backing It Up

But Me I Love Money I Be Stacking It Up

When My Bandwagon Pull Up They Hop On Board

They Hop Right On Mine and Hop Right Off Yours

I Get Respect Homie All Across The Board

I Get A Quarter Mill A Track Without An Award

Ever Wanna Test A Nigga Then Come See Me

In The Street I Hold My Ground Like I'm Concrete

I Know Shit Aint Sweet so When Shit Get Deep

I'm Rich I Can Pay To Have You Six Feet Deep

(Nigga)



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I Give It To Whoever Want It, If You Want It Come See Me

You Know Where I'm At If You, If You Want It Come Get Me [x2]



[50 Cent]



Nigga You Violate I Regulate Rat Tat Tat

Bigger Shells They Fit In That Banana Clip Tech 

Run and A Bullseye Form on Your Back

It's Hard To Miss Wit A Full Clip In The Mac



I Got Ammo Ammo I Unload, Reload Cut A Nigga Quick

Ye My Knife Game Lethal That Tough Guy Shit

Nigga Thats What I see Through 

You Like a 3 Course Meal Motherfucker I Eat You

You Food And I'm In The Mood So Front I Let The Hammer Fly

Nigga You Can Duck, Run For Cover, Or Die

Your Choice, You Choose 

I Pop, You Move, Like You In Shock You Been Shot

Nigga.. Your Blood On The Street, You Up Ships Creek

You Can Hardly Speak, Startin To Get Weak Your Eyes Close

Your Life Flash, Your Heart Slow, Your Heart Stop,

Your Ass Dead, You Fucked Kid



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[Tony Yayo]



I'm Like Nicholas Cage Yeye Its The Ghost Rider

P89 Ye I Let My Toast Slide, Costa Rica To Brazil

I Got My Hoes In The Lamb, why Your Bitch Bald Headed

Like Britney Spears, I'm In The Projects Gettin Dope and Piff Money

2 More Flips Thats Anna Nicole Smith Money, Fuck A G4

I'm In a G 500, G 450, G550, Thats Airplane Talk

I'm The Aviator Man Baby AR Shoot Your Baby Out Your Hands

Spaghetti And Corn Bread, Mix Got Me Blunted,

There's No Talk Abouts.. You Dont Fuck On An Empty Stomach

By Out The Mall, Then Hug The Block, Hundred Thou Wood Grain

In A Phantom Drop, Then I Cruise In The Club 

Got My Ruge In The Club, Pay A Bouncer A Buck

Now My Uz In The Club, Ye Nigga



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