[Intro: Busta Rhymes, Eminem & 50 Cent]
Exclusive! Clinton Sparks shit!
Shady, Aftermath, still Aftermath 2006-(Get familiar!)
Y'all niggas need to be clear real quick
The motherfuckin' game has changed again (Haha)
MixUnit.com (G-Unit) a new day nigga
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre & 50 Cent]
Too often, is a young nigga, in a coffin
Tryna blossom, got shot down walkin', heh
Bleek a high-to-hot guy, turned cold
Bring the body bag, see the bullet hole and a burned soul
Don't cry, he chose the life
Fast lane, in the brain, he supposed to fight
How you smile at a momma when she lost a child?
(*Gunshots*) They done shot my baby!
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
(Ooh) Pardon Me (ooh) back in the room again
It's time to raise the level of the boom again
(Now who's that?) Bus-A-Bus-A-Bus ra-(*growl*)
See, I ain't do that in a long time
Spit shit, make the streets do more crime
Cop some cribs, top a little more shine
Alright, yeah (Shhh, mmm) I pity y'all
Da way I bang niggas and how I shit on y'all
And spit the slang, big 'em, make your label quit on y'all
And do my thang bitch, from here to Senegal
We gettin' a lotta money, me and my friend Kamal
I take yo money (*spitting sound*) I ain't a friend of y'all *Gunshot*
So much class, my shit'll kill ya, black
(*Imitated gunfire*) when I don't wanna rap
And still I'ma smash and make them bitches make it clap
Soon as i'm finished wit' her homie, I'll give her back
Exclusive! Clinton Sparks shit!
Shady, Aftermath, still Aftermath 2006-(Get familiar!)
Y'all niggas need to be clear real quick
The motherfuckin' game has changed again (Haha)
MixUnit.com (G-Unit) a new day nigga
[Verse 1: Dr. Dre & 50 Cent]
Too often, is a young nigga, in a coffin
Tryna blossom, got shot down walkin', heh
Bleek a high-to-hot guy, turned cold
Bring the body bag, see the bullet hole and a burned soul
Don't cry, he chose the life
Fast lane, in the brain, he supposed to fight
How you smile at a momma when she lost a child?
(*Gunshots*) They done shot my baby!
[Verse 2: Busta Rhymes]
(Ooh) Pardon Me (ooh) back in the room again
It's time to raise the level of the boom again
(Now who's that?) Bus-A-Bus-A-Bus ra-(*growl*)
See, I ain't do that in a long time
Spit shit, make the streets do more crime
Cop some cribs, top a little more shine
Alright, yeah (Shhh, mmm) I pity y'all
Da way I bang niggas and how I shit on y'all
And spit the slang, big 'em, make your label quit on y'all
And do my thang bitch, from here to Senegal
We gettin' a lotta money, me and my friend Kamal
I take yo money (*spitting sound*) I ain't a friend of y'all *Gunshot*
So much class, my shit'll kill ya, black
(*Imitated gunfire*) when I don't wanna rap
And still I'ma smash and make them bitches make it clap
Soon as i'm finished wit' her homie, I'll give her back
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