[Sheek]
Yo Yo, if gon' sleep on somethin, somethin', might as well be a bed
And if you gon' crack a nigga, might as well be a head
Cause'Cause if you targettin targetin' the L.O.X.
You might as as well target a boxenter added
That you gon' sleep in for years, all covered wit rocks
Cause'Cause I think not, I pop shots, I double what y'all got
Ya hotshots aint hotshots, ain't got blocks, ya punta muchacha
From the days in school, now a motherfucker ruleenter added
And I could drop my chain in court, yeah, keeps ya cool
That's how ice be, I'm priceless, the iciest
And I dont don't gotta wear fatigues to blow out your chest
My bullets thump when I'm laced in some fly shit, punkenter added
The baby nine be on the daily, aint ain't no poppin poppin' a trunk
But if I pop the trunk, its it's to hand you a rag
So you can wipe down the windows on the side of my Jag jag
Must I brag? My shit paid for, yours tagged
And every bitch you grabbed, Sheek sheek bend em 'em back

[Jadakiss]
Ayo Ayo, I hope you aint tongue-kissin ain't tongue kissin' your spouse
Cause'Cause I be fuckin fuckin' her in the mouth
Type of nigga buck at your house
Too slick, means she be suckin suckin' my dickenter added
And before you know it, I'ma have her stuffin stuffin' my bricks
Jada, if I kiss you now, you'll die later
I been nice since niggaz was watchin watchin' movies on Beta beta
Ready to clap, everybody givin givin' me gats
Cause
'Cause believe it or not, we be the ones settin settin' the traps
You listen to y'all shit, then listen to our shit
Ain't nuttin nuttin' y'all faggots could do but gossip
That's the reason now y'all niggaz ain't got shit
Cause everytime
'Cause every time I turn around y'all on the L.O.X. dick
Niggaz thats that's narrow, I just smack em 'em wit the barrel
Give it to em 'em at the light, like Kane's Kanes cousin Harold
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[Styles]
Fuck you and your son, y'all low wit the scum
Show me the money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker
SP'llSpell spin the corner while you parle' parle with dun
I clap you, I clap him, and thats that's rule number one
Suckin
Suckin' my dick, and I dont don't give a fuck what you spit
Who you are, where you from, and who the fuck you can get
Cause'Cause I sell records, plus I got a jail record
Y'all niggaz ain't sayin sayin' shit until y'all bare weaponsenter added
And even when you dead, you can still fuckin fuckin' get it
A nigga that'll smack ya, fuck around and clap ya
Styles P., your favorite rapper's rappers favorite rapper

[Eve]
Aint Ain't no surprise niggaz, only fuck wit recognized niggaz
BabygirlBaby girl want the world, gave ya pies niggaz
No tops, take em 'em in all shape and size niggaz
No lie, prefer them ready do or die niggazenter added
What? What you want? cutey starin Cutey starin' at me like
"Damn,Damn, where you from?" from? You be comin comin' at me like
"CanCan I get some?" some? Lick your lips for this brown sugar
Suck mine like a thumb, if you want, til 'til I come, uh
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I be the D-R, A-G, D R, A G, dash O-N, O N, slash often
Comma, burninCome on, burnin' niggas often
They call me Drag-On, drag-on, I'm hot scorchin scorchin'
Keep the block roastin roastin'

Light a dutch wit the flames comin, toastin comin', toastin'
In my eyes you could see what summer's holdin summers holdin'
Realizin,Realizin', every guy I'll fry or dead rowdy
I burn to a degree of 130, and my gun dirty
Cause
'Cause it got one bury, so you better run, hurry
Or catch one early
You wrong, tryin tryin' to touch me, what type of shit you on?
You better through your boots on and your unflammable inflammable suits on
Cause
'Cause I'm comin comin' through wit a Yukon
Black tinted wit gats in it
Catch you while you smokin, smokin', send yourenter deleted
casket, throw the sack in it
But only half of it, cause 'cause y'all like half-ass dudeenter added
And we are one whole, and y'all niggaz is one slash two
My gun blast you, tryna out the flames, what're you, firemen?
You'll catch a hell of a backdraft back draft
cause'Cause my fire retirin, retirin', aight then

[DMX]
Its It's my, survival instinct that keeps my head above the water
Everyday I show another how a I love a slaughter
Flood your daughter, full of more holes than spurges
TaxinTaxin' businessmen for stocks over lunchesenter added
Wit these, I shoot the breeze, and extort
Enough keys from the Cuban, to build a fuckin fuckin' fort
Caught up in somethin somethin' that I cant control
Tryna get a hold of a bankroll, let's lets roleenter added
Catch bodies like a cold, and I stay slick so face it
Make me chase it, I take your life and erase it
Waste it, in the fuckin fuckin' streets cause 'cause it ain't worth shit
The undertaker take your ass under the earth quick, Ienter added
Love money, but the scrambles hot
So i I snatch up my man and the gamblin gamblin' spot
Twenty grand is got, one niggaz shot, one nigga less
What used to be his chest is now a mess under his fuckin fuckin' vest