The Game - 120

[50 cent]Baby this is real shitmy record sell slow imma show you my dick[The Game]Hear the breakdown No 400 bars yet, I don't need that I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I mean that.G-Unot cocksucker, better believe that I say it one time, watch the whole world scream back G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, rest in peace And since my nigga died, I been stressin on sleep Contemplating suicide in my Lexus jeep I tried twice but I couldn't make my death complete I guess you could say Mya got the best of me Came back from the dead to address the beef Kiss my converse bitch and accept defeat Cause I hate it when bullies try to test the weak Thats when I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat You could get it in the stomach just like Raheem Cause running with a snitch is not quite my thing I tried to take Buck with me, but he stayed on the scene Guess all I can do now is pray for Supreme While I finish my next album, 5 million and countin Anticipating, tellin the world I did it without him If Aftermath was a family that didn't have a mother I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous older brother Yea, daddy love us but in the meanwhile You talkin behind his back and in his face you smile You moved out the house, You a failure now And lil' Game grew up to be a problem child I whip yo head boy, that's for Kanye West I whip yo head boy, with the back of my tech Yeap, your fuckin group fell flat without me You mad, what you gonna do rap about me?Your bars is part garbage, hooks is mediocre And your new shoes look like Reebok pennyloafers Try to walk in my shoes a block Hurricanes in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks You a steroid addict, you need Detox Hopefully you make it out in time to be on Detox Cause Black Wallstreet expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks My CL so smooth, it should of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who made me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the we spot.You want credit, forget it, I did it on my own Gave you 300 bars, then said I'm gone But I'm back, this is rap and a fact is a fact They say once you turn snitch, you never go back Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker hold that What goes around comes around, get used to the gold plaques Homie got cheese, but he dont feed no rats I show the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know that He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback Started with 1 brick, built my own company And don't spread news about it unless it come from me Guess whos the boss, nigga my squad deep But Glasses Malone is not signed to Black Wallstreet Nigga don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that Mike?And don't be alarmed, this is not a diss But missusing my logo kinda got me pissed And I got enough beef, now Lil' Easy dissin He don't write his own raps, so I gotta forgive him I got love for ya pops and I always will So on behalf of Eric Wright, my nigga you gotta chill I'm the reason you new westcoast nigga's got a deal While I was doin mixtapes, they was watching ????For real, you mothafucka's ain't got half my skill I run this shit like OJ and pass for the bills Trying so hard to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough Posing like 50 on the cover of the GQButton up shirt with the cut off sleeves I got twin desert eagles, nigga suck on these I got that CEO flow, yea my bars are sweet Like Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Mobb Deep Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck your talk is cheap When I see you, and I'm gonna see you Imma strip you down asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens new With Black Wallstreet tattooed on his back Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they bustin guns But last week it was: "My nigga Game, what up dun?"See thats what the fuck I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas And you wonder why I always say fuck these rap niggas So Imma break it down for MC's and friends If you don't hear your name, let the beef begin Ain't got shit against Hov, I like the nigga style Nas is my nigga, I been bangin him for a while I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets locked And thats the same reason I fuck with Kiss and D-Block Place Eminem in the number 3 spot And Snoop is like my big brother, we both raised my the Doc.Young Jeezy you hot, we both new to this While I'm in the ATL, shout out to Ludacris Cause your uncle Scarface show me that crime pays Just like Paul Wall got me sittin sideways And I can't forget about the homie Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Skee screw the fuckin song I fuck with Slim Dogg and my nigga 1 beat Can't do that without saying free Pimp CAnd thats the reason why 50 try to pimp me So I went window shoppin and bought 2 Bentlys I'm in the drivers seat, motherfucker don't tempt me Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your scared to come get me Cuz know whats up, Bloods still got love for him Come to the block, I'll shake off the rub for him Ask for G-unit, motherfucker its a rap Mase made it out alive, thank God for that If Dipset don't get you, Jesse Jackson will And if all else fails, I'll see you in hell Wear that G-unit spinner when you come to L.A.I have a nigga parkin cars, dressed up like valet He gonna turn back pastor when the gun in his face The real chain still in Chicago when I'm takin the fake You can call who you want, I ain't givin back shit Unless Olivia show the whole world she got a dick Can't seem to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo caught a brick I guess my G-Unot tattoo was a smart move Cause in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon3 years after you got tatted by cartoon The beef is over, G-Unit is gonna fall apart soon Hahahahaha Faggot ass niggas I guess I win nigga Life is a game of chess nigga...Some King, Some Queens Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, Past the fuckin Mase You niggas is pawns50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Chicken Little, Hahaha Stop Snitchin, Stop Lying, In Stores December 6th The DVD, Its a tell all motherfuckers Yea, my documentaries be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha I drove by your house nigga Go buy the DVD, $16,99 nigga At your local record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse Shout out to the moms and pops, for helping me slay them faggots.G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Hahahaha Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E, gone