(Shots being fired)
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Yeah, that'll do it
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Yeah, I love hip hop
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I love this muthafuckin hip hop game
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This nigga here is a little nigga man
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Stay in your motherfucking lane nigga
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You fucking with the Don nigga
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Folow me
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[Chorus]
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Fifty me, Fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever seen
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Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never been seen
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Once I got you, I'm gonna get give you
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and slow
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Fifty you goin to end up dead when you fuckin with crack
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Talk about your girl pop off, where the fuck you be at
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I see MJ in the hood more than Curtis
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Matter of fact, this beef shit is making niggaz nervous
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It's gonna be families grieving every sunday service
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End up with your head popped off thanks to Curtis
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But he dont care, he's still locked up in his house and shit
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Steroid up and he wont come about that bitch
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Is it me or does candy shop sound like magic stick?
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In the video, this nigga fifty bout to strip
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Shaking his ass, what the fuck is wrong with this nigga
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Fifty don't make me
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Oh yeah, you got sixty-five niggaz on your team
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And they're not from Southside Jamaica, Queens
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They're the boys in blue, and I'm just speaking the truth
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Yeah we all see the bitch in you
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Follow me
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[Chorus]
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Fifty me, Fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever seen
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Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never been seen
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Once I got you, I'm gonna get give you
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and slow
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Now let's take it back to Vibe awards
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Where that nigga disrespect and then snuffed your balls
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A minute ago, all I heard was G-G-G-G-Unit
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Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't even do shit
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That's a shame, I was sitting right in the front
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Waiting for you niggaz to dunk
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Where are all your guns and them teflon vests?
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We them terror squad boys
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You should know not to test us
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Hate it or love it, The Game's on top
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Now you jealous of him, when your shit going to stop?
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You've seen me before
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Yous a bitch nigga straight out of low cash
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And they don't believe him, this nigga is so ass
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You dissed lean back, said my shit was a dud
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Now tell me, have you ever seen 'em up in the club?
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No, no, no shawty
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That's right, you see them more than you rappin
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Now Fifty that ain't right
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[Chorus]
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Fifty me, Fifty, he's the fakest that you've ever seen
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Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come you can never been seen
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Once I got you, I'm gonna get give you
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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My, My, fo fo fo fo
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I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and slow
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I know what y'all thinkin man
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Y'all thinkin JD gonna slam lyrically
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This nigga be crazy for dissin' Fat Joe man
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He really crazy tho
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This nigga be walkin around with twenty cops talking shit on records
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And never be comin out of his house
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Feel like he can't get touched man
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I'm gonna respond one time, one time only
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It ain't gonna be more songs for me man
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This is for all the mutha fuckers who die crack
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Trust me, make a response ten thousand times
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I ain't talkin back to that nigga
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One thing I will promise you
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That's it man
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This is crack bitch
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It's gonna be a real ugly summer man
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'N Thugs We Trust
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| Yukmouth |
