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lirik lagu the game - hurricane pt ii (g unit diss)

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50 ain’t like that i was my own man
i ain’t a b~tch like banks
what kinda “gangstas” sit and hold hands
murdered your whole clan
300 bars and running
two chuck taylors in the sand
ya man’s buck ain’t even have a grand
u don’t even pay them n~ggas for them ads
as for me
lambo interior b~tter, outside jelly
still sitting pretty on pirellis
at spaghetti eddie’s, with a b~tch named sh~lly
if makaveli was here he would’ve never kicked it with 50
f~ckin wit me i put you in a trash bag like missy
banks talking bout the sh~tty city
is it the rotten apple or a frisbee
u a b~tch, u should go battle nicki
i attract cash like magnets
banks you a d~ck sucking f~ggot
i smashed on all you b~st~rds
now g unit in thе bargain bin basket
wit phat farm and enyce
got em grеasy like cheesesteak
i should just let the beat play
for broke n~ggas like buck & d tay
olivia a man, having g unit 3ways
u ain’t no gs, real gs get cake
i been paid n~gga ask big fase
banks roll the dice, if u wanna lose control of ya life
n~gga spent half a mill on ice but pushing a 99
i ain’t even push a 99 in 99
n~gga outta his mind
this is game day, still don’t give a f~u~c~k
cold how i hold the trey, still dre protege
about my business, pockets full of spinach
hurricane n~gga f~ck them g unit tennis
orthopedic sneakers, look like they for seniors
snitch sneakers, i don’t talk to police b~tch


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