[DMX] Grrrr... ARF! ARF!

[50 Cent]
Move on over, I done told ya boyyyy boy
I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin G unit motherfuckin' soldier boyyyy boy
And when you gon' get it in your brain
The gate's wide open and the dog's off the chain

I be that yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin gun ness, tellin' ya stop frontin frontin'
I be that yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n
In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue
And if you talk about death enough death is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he runnin runnin' scaredenter added
Some say say, I'm gangsta, some say I'm craaazy crazy
If you ask me me, I'll say I'm say, "I'm what the hood made me me"
Now I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like Jay-Z JD
Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head that play me
See I'm cool with them Hatian Haitian mob niggaz
? TuThey say sapa say mavule ? sak passes nap boule and rob niggazenter added
The media be tryin tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup bad
Whatsup with that?
See my flick, next to bring Papi papi and Cat cat
And Montana, I kill 'em with the grammar
I enhanced in the slammer after bangin bangin' them hammers
X whattup? (AIGHT!!) whatsup?

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
You don't live that, you shouldn't say that
Cause'Cause what come out your mouth'll get you SHOT, DOWN shot, down
ThrowinThrowin' your money around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you SHOT, DOWN (nigga) shot, down
We know where you hang, we know where you stay at
That bullshit you on'll get you SHOT, DOWN shot, down
Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit,G Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you SHOT, DOWN shot, down

[DMX]
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin bout, talkin' 'bout, think you playin playin' wit?
Double R, G-UNIT, G unit, the same ol' shit (WHAT!)
Put the faggots in the ring, watch 'em all quit
All y'all niggaz is pussy, suck my dick! dick
Ain't nuttin nuttin' but a handful of man still standin standin'
I remember 50 fifty in a cypher when Onyx onyx was "Slammin" (AIGHT?) slammin'
Now we meet again, it's all good my nigga
Back to the street again, it's all hood my niggaenter added
Knock on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog
We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (AIGHT?)
But once we got through the trials it's all smiles
'til'Til a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild
Now why you gotsta gotta go and take me back to where I came from?
I'ma make you remember, where you know my name from (YEA!)
45th Street, and BLAOW-BLAOW Ave. blaow blaow ave
I done ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga! nigga
[Chorus]You don't live that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause what come out your mouth'll get you shot, down
Throwin' your money around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you shot, down
We know where you hang, we know where you stay at
That bullshit you on'll get you shot, down
Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play with
G Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot, down

[Styles P]
Yeah, word, yeah
If your head ain't offa your shoulders (uh-huh)
You ain't get shot, you got nicked nigga (just nicked)
Cause'Cause if my chrome hit a piece of your bone
It's gon' do more than chip, nigga (a lot more than that)
Yea, what the fuck is the problem problem?
The Porsche is red red, the buckets is Army army
30Thirty shot handguns the gutter is starvin (yea) starvin'

Niggaz like me might rush your apartment (word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, brain on the window
I smell murder every time that the wind blow
Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chinbone chin bone
I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin sellin' up
You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell enough
I'm the one that flood the gutters
Better tap your man, and let him know P'll I'll love to cut his
And niggaz is gettin gettin' shot down, two guns up
Double R, S.P. holdin holdin' D Block block down
[Chorus]You don't live that, you shouldn't say that
'Cause what come out your mouth'll get you shot, down
Throwin' your money around and we don't play that
Get in our line'll get you shot, down
We know where you hang, we know where you stay at
That bullshit you on'll get you shot, down
Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play with
G Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot, down