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 [Chorus: scratching]
 Pain  Da Ass "Fuck You" [3x]
 Styles "I don't give  fuck" [3x]
 Styles "I don't give a  who you are"
 Pain In The Ass "  You"
 Nas "Niggaz is  and that"
 Big  "I'm even, even better than before"
 Styles "I don't give a fuck  you are"
  In Da Ass "Fuck you"
 Nas "Niggaz  this and that, I'm just, I'm just, I'm just the best"
  "I don't give a fuck who you are"
 Pain In  Ass "Fuck you"
 Nas "Niggaz is this  that"
 Big Pun "I'm  even better than before"
 Styles "I don't give a fuck who you 
 Nas "Niggaz is this and that, I'm just, I'm just,  just the best"
 
 [Verse]
 Either  trippin' off the ecstasy
 Or  could feel the world turnin'
 I'm  flashbacks, I can feel the shells burnin'
 Comin' up, I was taught never  down
 That's why  act the way I act now, hold the mac down
 32 shots, squeeze til there ain't a shell 
 Come with  gun smokin', you can smell death
 They  the first laugh, I get the last laugh homie
 Hit the gas on it, pull up and mash on 
 There's a lot of talk in the  about me
 Niggaz  ain't nothing sweet about me
 Get back to  like "50, who shot ya?...
 You  it was Preme, Freeze or Tah, Tah?"
 Nigga,  shit should stay in the street
 So,  it on the low
 But everybody who's  already know
  few words for any nigga that get hit the fuck up
  advice if you get shot down, is get the fuck up
 LET'S GO
 
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 [Verse]
 Maaaaaaaaan
 I told niggaz not to fuck with me they  push me
 Figured they'd get away with it cause Tone and  pussy
 I been gone through static, shot  with automatics
 Since 90, when Nas came out  "Illmatic"
 If Suge was home, Death Row would be  for me
 Cause Tommy Matola ain't shootin out  the hood wit me
  been shot 9 times my nigga that's why I walk funny
 Hit in  jaw once, why I talk funny
 With a Ruger on my hip, I walk the street with no 
 Think my  prayers the only reason I'm here
 My wrist icy, keep my ears icy, keep  neck icy
 That's why  bitch like me, so I'm a heavyweight
 How dare these niggaz take  lightly?
 I ain't come to make friends and niggaz aint gotta  me
 My own homie said "50, you done lost yo' 
 Cause I shootout in broad  run and toss my nine
 
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 [Verse]
 Can't find a nigga in the hood,  say "50 ain't hot"
 When I drop,  sound like Eminem and Kid Rock
 Play the block, with the watch all  the fuck up
 Jukes me, A  later y'all be shot the fuck up
 Born a healthy baby, I wasn't always 
 This aint how moma rasied me, this how the  made me
  D's call me by my government name
 I  dumb and shoot up parks
 Have niggaz  like "Jesus Comin'"
 There's  pillows in prison, niggaz cry in the dark
 Cause if they did in the day, niggaz would question  heart
 So when they come home, the  home
 Walking that  walk, talking that "Rockavalede"
 Talk'll  you shot in New York - BBBBLLLLATTTTT
 Sex,  murder, I gotta eat
 But I  tryin do +Hard Time+ like +Pistol P+
 See, niggaz uptown understand  in the street
 You niggaz uptown'll "Stan" me  the street
 Ha-ha
 
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