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