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LET, IT, GO!) [Lloyd Banks] Yeah, yeah, uhh, G-G-G-G you know! Uhh.. the game took a turn crazy, it's all gravy Thanks to 50 Cent and Shady, they gon
to get us off the (block) like (star 82) Mad cause I'm comin up and you ain't and I'm buyin stuff that you can't I ain't (50 Cent) but I got (Bucks) in
I.G.) Yeah! (one) As we proceed to give you what you need (One, two...) It's all fucked up now What the fuck y'all gonna do now? [50 Cent] + (P. Diddy
[50 Cent] Yeah, Shady, Hahahaha G G G G G G G G-Unit [Eminem] Here we go again [50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow? You can't
since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is cocky and they don't wait until they drop me I'm loyal to the game {CHORUS: 50 Cent
[50 Cent] Unh, yeah..I like the way this feel right here yo...turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit yeah.. [50 Cent + (Lloyd Banks)] There ain
long son? [Lloyd Banks] 50, calm down, here he come [9 Shots] [Banks and 50] Ahh, ohh, what the fuck!? [50 Cent] Ahh! son, pull up! pull up! [50 Cent
gotta be cause of the dough, its got to be cause of the dough Cause the game sure wasn't like this before, it wasn't like this before [Verse One] 50 Cent
(feat. Tony Yayo) [50 Cent:] Nights like this I wish Rain drops would fall a all 5 heartbeats left One last deep breath Freeze [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I
! [Game:] This shit is let 'em the brief like, youkno'msayin'? [50Cent:] Compton and New York... the mothafuckin' airfield. [Bank$:] Yeah! [Game:] We own think the 50
bars he spit This here the dirty south we ain't really about rap wars We rather sell dope bitch and slam Cadillac doors I need that 50 Cent money one
(featuring 50 Cent) [50 Cent] Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT! We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end Go shawty, we back up
you got in that bag Nigga i'm focused Ash tray full of roaches See i'm the player who be cussin' out his coaches Lamborghini with the lemonade suede seats 50 Cent
bars, get off tour, then go and cook crack Look at me now bitch, you don't know how rich Lloyd Banks, yayo, 50 cent, game nigga, or I'll get Solute a
man! [Game:] This shit is let 'em the brief like, youkno'msayin'? [50 Cent:] Compton and New York... the mothafuckin' airfield. [Bank$:] Yeah! [Game:] We own think the 50