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[50 Cent]
 Every hood we go through
 All the gangstas around know my whole crew  [bad word] what)
 We hold it down like we supposed to
 [bad word] you can front if you want, we be poppin' them thangs

[50 Cent]
 After the VMAs my baby momma cuss my [bad word] out.
 I kicked her [bad word] we back friends like Puffy and Steve Stout
 Cut the grass around my clique so I could see these sneaks
 You see back in the hood it's 'cause I see they fake
 I preach a sermon about the paper like I'm creflo dollar
 I'll pop you punk niggaz like I pop my collar
 I'm confused; I like Megan, Monica and Mya.
 Missy's freaky and Brandy's shy, uh
 Now take a look at how my lifestyle changed up.
 I'm on now, god [bad word] it I done came up.
 Now you could find me with the finest hoes.
 Choosin' which whip to drive by what match my clothes.
 I got a fetish for the stones, heavy on the ice man
 If I ain't gotta pistol on me, sure I got a knife man
 Get outta line and I'm lightin' your [bad word] up.
 Semi-automatic spray, I'll tighten your [bad word] up (what)

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[Lloyd Banks]
 Slow down little [bad word]  Don't exceed your speed
 'Cause I will put G's on they [bad word] like the Negro league
 I got connects so I don't need no weed
 I've been in LA for a year now
 So I don't see no seeds
 After I'm done you clappin' the crew
 [bad word] yeah, I [bad word] fans
 Guess what your favorite rapper does too
 In a minute I'ma have the jeweler makin' my rims spin
 My [bad word] wild at the Jamaica's at Kingston
 Nothin' but bling bling in you face boy
 That's why my neck shine like one of them shirts Puffy and Mase wore
 I done find a nympho as soon as I pop a bra
 She had my balls head first just like a soccer star
 You can only stand next to the man if you proper
 you'll take care of birds like a animal doctor
 Been out and I'm buzzin' niggas just slept on me
 So I'm out for revenge like one of Bin Laden's cousins

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[Young Buc]
 Read the paper, look at the news
 We one the front page
 Yeah we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage
 The ice and the Jacob watch make a broke [bad word] take somethin'
 So I gotta keep the four fifth with no safety button
 G-Unit getting' money
 I know some artists is starvin'
 But play the game like they rich to me this [bad word] funny
 I know you see [bad word] 
 'Cause on the front of the Maybach
 It say payback for those who hated on me
 I hate when niggas claim they bangin' a gang
 You ain't no crip like snoop
 You ain't no blood like game
 See I've been having beef
 I have my own bullet proof vest
 Most of my enemies dead I got about two left
 Until my last breath I'm sendin' niggas bullet holes
 Innocent bystanders get hit tryin' to be heroes
 You know how we roll
 Every where that we go
 It's fo' fos', calicos, and desert eagles (yeah)

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