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Loose Change


These faggot ass niggas,

Ay yo Buck, word to mother,

Yo they had young Malcom silenced too long baby,

They can't fuckin hold me down nigga,

What the fuck these niggas thought,

It's the I-N-C nigga, it's murder,

M-I-B nigga, Murder Inc. Bosses, motherfuckers,

Ja Rule, haha

Ay yo Buck, turn this shit up in my motherfuckin headphones,

Turn me up niggas, fuck these faggots, haha

It's real nigga, yeah, it's real nigga (ay yo, word ta motha)




How many niggas hold they heat like Rule?

Sidearm, barrel ta mouth ta blow ya head out through tha south,

An' let 'Lil J get ta airin' ya out.

An' if there's any change left I toss ya on down ta tha west,

An' let (westside!!) tha road ride down on ya

California, love is what ya crave so on ya grave

it's gon' read: "Here lie Fifty, who snitched on many.

That half a dolla, that nickel, them dimes, an' died like penny."

An' Murda Inc. will send they deepest condolences and sympathies

ta Aftermath, ta Shady, Interscope and Jimmy,

I mean ya know ya team they really some pee-ons, gettin' peed on,

an' leaked on.

I'm talkin' 'bout faggot ass gay Dre young,

an' she told me all about how ya used ta take transvestites home,

an' occasionally wear thongs.

No wonda Feminem be cross dressin' in pumps an' tight 'lil dresses,

my pumps, they leave big messes...

An' I know tha 'Truth Hurts' when I bus' records,

Battle of da sexes, is dat a woman or a man?

I really don't care ta stand but Fifty you gon' get shot again

by the M-U-R-D-E-R INC, I'm tha rappa that sings,

totes guns anc1

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