[50 Cent Intro]
This is how we do it, when we do it
Like we just wanna tear the club up
We do it like there aint nothin to it
The way we do it, now everybody put your fuckin' hands up!
Lets Go!

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch your body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..

[50 Cent Verse]
You cant body the kid, you know how i rock
Went from pumpin packs on the block, to straight to the top
So the money aint a thing now, yeah thats right
Mansion after mansion, next stop the Hampton's
I splurge with it, im so absurd with it
Got the hunger to go get it, cuz i wan' go spend it
You know how a boss play a play, nigga im ballinIf theres money to be made, i'm all in
Catch me in the cherry-red porsche, bay seats, red pipe, and
You want me to teach ya how to stunt, aite then
Tattoo's on the arm, 30 carrots on the charm
Cuz the flow be the bomb, learn to respect the don
First night if i dont hit, second night im on some shit
Third night we call it quits, i aint fuckin with the bitch
Success is much of a choice, im high off life
Another move, another mill, lets get right aight..

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..

[Havoc Verse]
You can catch me cockin' the fifth, got me rockin' with Fif
Now that's ??drop?? you see the keys to the Bent
Got my niggaz movin' them bricks, it dont stop
In a million dollar deal homie get that glock
See dudes get comfy, money aint long 'nough
Spit one verse, my whole cribs coughed up
Ma i got a fetish, fuckin' in them porsche trucks
Curtis got one so when i finished i tossed her
Y'all in to wifin', we ??could throw?? wife in
Only fuck with bitches that got their liquor license
Shot high prices, shook all vices
Imfamous nigga, got the game in a vice grip
10 hundred K, but the flow, is priceless
Anything less, we rollin' them dices
Nuts in the sand if you aint bumpin' my shit
Shorty wanna rip to my sound in my ??light booth??

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy..

[Prodigy Verse]
Listen..
You couldn't ??out-pay?? P or VIP
My wrist could buy a bitch a PHD
My Range alone could pay for you to eat
For the next few years i'm so icey kid
My flow is long money, my face is Hollywood
My tattoo's could hit you with the thug ??hard flow??
My attitude is universal, yeah Hong Kong money
When we get back to Queen's we gon' hurt you
Cant afford to ride, you gettin' stomped out
I got a team of dimes they all dogged out
Ray the line, you up and take you out
My girls is hot man, they hard to turn down
You can hear your drawers lookin' like the Mexican
After the lil' shorty ??WaWa?? break you off a lil' bit
You so stupid, we so much rich
And who braggin', im jus tryna holla at the chicks, like

[Nate Dogg (50 Cent) Chorus]
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!
Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead and touch her body like you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit)
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B!

[Nate Dogg Chorus]
Heyyyy, go ahead and chase that paper get your game tight
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on
Heyyyy, go ahead come home with me let's do it all night
Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on
Heyyyy...

We over here... with some fat chicks

[50]
Nah, I don't be fuckin wit them fat bitches
That's Yayo

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world (you know it's a nasty world)
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl (know your a nasty girl)
I ain't never gon discriminate
so let me compliment your eyes (compliment my eyes)
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat

[50]
Them Twinkies got your ass gettin' fat fat
Them cookies got your ass gettin' fat fat
That paint got your ass gettin' fat fat
Bitch you grown, that ain't baby fat fat

In the gym I see your ass up on the stair master
But you got it on level 2, bitch go a little faster
Look girl I ain't gon lie, I'll tell you how I feel
They should hand cuff your big ass to the treadmill
You wanna work out now, cause you know its gettin' hot
And your big ass fin to pop all up out the halter top
Find the right chick, wearing some tight shit, and it's on
See your ass wearing some tight shit, we like "She wrong"

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world (know it's a nasty world)
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl - You's a nasty girl (know your a nasty
irl)
I ain't never gon discriminate
so let me compliment your eyes (compliment my eyes)

[50]
Yeah, you got some nice eyes, but you's a big bitch man
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat
That Burger King dun got your ass fat fat
McDonald's dun got your ass fat fat
That Dominos dun got your ass fat fat
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat

[Lloyd Banks]
I like 'em slim in the waste, curves in the right place
A bitch wit hips, lips, and a nice face
Your appetite'll put a dent up in a nigga salary
You need to stop burnin that weed, and burn a calorie
Your attitude is like you always have gear
You got a pony tail, you ain't always have hair
I just wanna see your Capri's comin' down
Mami we run the town, stay away if you 300 pounds

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world (know it's a nasty world)
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl - You's a nasty girl (know your a nasty
irl)
I ain't never gon discriminate
so let me compliment your eyes

[50]
I'll say something nice about ya eyes, cause you's a big bitch man
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat
Them Entenmann's dun got your ass fat fat
Them Little Debbie's dun got your ass fat fat
These cup cakes dun got your ass fat fat
Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat

[Tony Yayo]
I ain't no trick, I ain't have to borrow with my wallet
Freakin' off in your car, on your closet
It ain't nothing wrong wit a big, strong girl
If you can cook your ass off, I'll give you the world
You can be skinny or fat, white or black
Nigga pussy is pussy so, yeah, I'll hit that
I'm a freak, sure I love minage a trois
And I really care lees if you twice my size

[Chorus]
Don't be stuck on the things they say
now you know it's a nasty world ' It's a nasty world
I ain't fuckin wit you anyway
cause I know your a nasty girl - You's a nasty girl
I ain't never gon discriminate, so let me compliment your eyes

[50]
I'm a compliment your eyes
Yayo'll fuck wit you big bitches but I'm a stay the fuck away from ya

Them Twinkies got your ass gettin' fat fat
Them cookies got your ass gettin' fat fat
That paint got your ass gettin' fat fat
Bitch you grown, that ain't baby fat fat

Stay the fuck away from, you fuckin fat bitch
Fuck wit Tony Yayo, ho.

[Skit] "Aye you want some of this shit" "Naw, I don't want that shit" "I don't give a fuck, I don't play dat shit" "And I'm fin'nin to buss a cap in a nigga" "Man SHUT the fuck up" "Whoa slow down, slow down, slow down" "You see that brick house right there" "That's the nigga crib when he come out you gotta tighten his ass up" "I'ma get in the other car" "Aight" [a car revs up] [gunshots] [Chorus: 50 Cent] If there's beef, cock it and dump it, the drama really means nothin To me I'll ride by and blow ya brains out (brains out) There's no time to cock it, no way you can stop it When niggas run up on you wit them thangs out (thangs out) I do what I gotta do I don't care I if get caught The DA can play this motherfuckin tape in court I'll kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin Catch you slippin, I'ma kill you - I ain't playin, hear what I'm sayin, homie I ain't playin [50 Cent] Keep thinkin I'm candy till ya fuckin skull get popped And ya brain jump out the top like Jack-in-da-box In the hood summer time is the killing season It's hot out this bitch that's a good 'nuff reason I've seen gangsta's get religious when they start bleedin Sayin "Lord, Jesus Help Me" cause they ass leakin When they window roll down and that A.K. come out You can squeeze ya lil handgun until you run out And you can run for ya back-up But them machine gun shells gone tear ya back up God's on ya side, shit I'm aight wit that We reload them clips and come right back It's a fact homie, you go against me ya fucked I get the drop, if you can duck, ya luckier then Lady Luck Look nigga, don't think you safe cause you moved out the hood Cuz ya momma still around dog, and daddy ain't good If you was smart you'd be shook of me Cuz I'd get tired of lookin for ya, spray ya momma crib, and let ya ass look for me [Chorus] [50 Cent] My heart bleeds for you nigga, I can't wait to get to you Behind that twinkle in ya eyes, I can see the bitch in you Nigga you know the streets talk So they'll be no white flags and no peace talks I got my back against the wind, I'm down to ride till the sun burn out If I die today, I'm happy how my life turned out See the shootouts that I've been in I'm by myself Locked up I was in a box by myself I done made myself a millionaire by myself Now, shit changed motherfucker I can hire some help I done heard about the 50 grand you put in the hood But ya shooter fin'nin to get get shot it won't do 'em no good With a pistol I define the definition of pain If you survive ya bones'll still fuckin hurt when it rain Oh you a pro at playin battleship well this ain't the same Lil homie this is a whole different type of war game See the losers and up in shackles of motherfuckin chains Or laid out in the streets leakin out they brains [Chorus] [50 Cent] After the fist fights it's gunfire boy you get the best of me (best of me) If you don't wanna get shot I suggest you don't go testin me (testin me) All the wrong I've done the Lord still keep on blessin me (blessin me) Fin'nin to run rap cuz Dr. Dre got the recipe (the recipe, recipe) Yeah, uh ha, aye Dre You got me feelin real bulletproof up in this motherfucker Cuz my windows on my motherfuckin Benz is bulletproof nigga Cuz my motherfuckin vest is bulletproof nigga Cuz my motherfuckin hat is bulletproof nigga But the Doc said if I get hit I might get a fuckin concussion Better that then a hole in the head right nigga, heh heh ha ha

[Eminem]
(Beatboxing) Yeah, we should do something like that...

[Hook - 50 Cent]
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up!
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, b-boom, Shady!

[Verse 1 - Eminem]
There's never been this, much of a menace in this game as this
And it's the, most sinister duo in the business
Once again its the, illest and realest killas
The most villainous Dre protege, Shady apprentice
Drop them zeros and get with these heroes
Do you want losers or winners, This music is in us, and it's
Not over 'till we say it's finished and G-Unit spinners
Will keep spinnin', this is Hip Hop when it's in it's
Truest form, the greatest, Hate us or love us
Make voodoo dolls of us and keep stickin' those pins in us
Thick as his skin is or as short as his wick is
The trick is to be able to walk big as his dick is
And as sick as his music is, or was, still is
Whatever, forever, he will be the illest
To ever sh-shock the world, what to do next
He's already reconciled with his ex [reversed], a chainsaw and an axe
Jump a bitch's desk, strangle her neck
While we have sex while Bill Clinton plays the sax
I sprays the vex, yeah bring Shady on back
The maniac of rap, devil baby on crack
Resurrect, I never left, baby I'm bad
I've gone mad, my comrade Dre-zy automatically
He says I'm too broke to fix, way beyond that
I may be off drugs, but it's made me off track
In fact, this right here very well could be the last rap
I ever do spit, I'll never do shit, that's that
Fuck it I quit, suck on a dick, jackass
I'm done with this wack ass rap, kiss my black ass!
(50 Cent!)

[Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
Nah, Em, tell 'em to kiss my black ass, the clean parts, the shitty parts
My bullet wounds, my beauty marks, the Fif'll tell you're ass apart!
A came in this game, crush a motherfuckers from tha start
Shady paid me, Shady crazy, Fifty crazy rich, bitch
Different day, nothing change, it's the same shit, trick
Teflon wrapped on, case I get clapped on
D's searching the whip, glad I left the mac home
Still grindin', still shinin', nigga lord knows
You're rockin with the kid that spit sicka sick flows
I carried Game's style for nine months and gave birth to it
Now I'm feeling like a proud father watching him do it
E'eryday Dre day, front and cause a maylay
Turn the town upside down wit a frown upside down
I smile through sumthin' fowl, and watch my money pile
I'm fuckin' with strict stacks, I'm kickin' you stripped fats
I hit you with it, bag it, pump it, bring me mines right back!

[Hook - 50 Cent] (Eminem)
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Go 'head, funky funk up!
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up!
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, I hit yo' ass up!
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, Yeah, that's what's up! (Yeah!)
Boom boom chuck, boom b-boom chuck!
Boom boom chuck, (It's the Re-Up!)
Shady, Shady....

dört peynirli pizza
aç gel bunu kaçırma
herkes tadına hasta
tadına hasta
(çok mersi)

dört peynirli pizza
yanında kola da yolla
aman kilonu kolla
ekstra mozerella

afiyet olsun
aç dünyan doysun
suyun bol olsun
iç iç iç iç

kaynanan sevsin
parmağını yersin
tatlı istersin
ye ye ye ye

.......

bir varsın bir yoksun
anlık bir rüya
ye ye ye ye yee
çok sevdim
bayıldım
bitmez bu sevdaa..

Ha ha
Yeah
Ha ha
Breakdown come on

Madonna:
Come on boy I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Justin:
Well don't waste time, give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Madonna:
I want somebody to speed it up for me then take it down slow
There's enough room for both

Justin:
Girl I can hit it back just gotta show me where it's at
Are you ready to go? (Are you ready to go?)

Madonna and Justin:
If you want it
Ya already got it
If you thought it
It better be what you want

If you feel it
It must be real just
Say the word and
I'ma give you what you want

Madonna:
Time is waiting

Justin:
We only got four minutes to save the world

Madonna:
No hesitating
Grab a boy

Justin:
Go grab a girl

Madonna:
Time is waiting

Justin:
We only got four minutes to save the world

Madonna:
No hesitating

Justin:
We only got four minutes huh four minutes
So keep it up keep it up
Don't be a pri(hey)ma donna


Madonna:
You gotta get em a heart
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Justin:
That's right keep it up keep it up
Don't be a prima donna
Madonna

Madonna:
You gotta get em a heart
Tick tock tick tock tick tock
Sometimes I think what I need is a you intervention
Yeah

Justin:
And I know I can tell that you like it and that it's good
By the way that you move
Oh hey

Madonna:
The road to hell is paved with good intentions
Yeah

Justin:
But if I die tonight at least I can say I did what I wanted to do
Tell me how 'bout you?

Madonna and Justin:
If you want it
Ya already got it
If you thought it
It better be what you want

If you feel it
It must be real just
Say the word and
I'ma give you what you want

Madonna:
Time is waiting

Justin:
We only got four minutes to save the world

Madonna:
No hesitating
Grab a boy

Justin:
Go grab your girl

Madonna:
Time is waiting

Justin:
We only got four minutes to save the world

Madonna:
No hesitating

Justin:
We only got four minutes huh four minutes
So keep it up keep it up
Don't be a pri(hey)ma donna

Madonna:
You gotta get em a heart
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Justin:
That's right keep it up keep it up
Don't be a pri(hey)ma donna


Madonna:
You gotta get em a heart
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Timbaland:
Breakdown
Yeah

Madonna:
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Timbaland:
Yeah uh

Madonna:
Tick tock tick tock tick tock

Timbaland:
I've only got four minutes to save the world

Beautiful dawn
Lights up the shore for me.
There is nothing else in the world,
I'd rather wake up and see (with you).
Beautiful dawn
I'm just chasing time again.
Thought I would die a lonely man, in endless night.

But now I'm high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.

Beautiful dawn
Melt with the stars again.
Do you remember the day when my journey began?
Will you remember the end (of time)?
Beautiful dawn
You're just blowing my mind again.
Thought I was born to endless night, until you shine.

High; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me.

Will you be my shoulder when I'm grey and older?
Promise me tomorrow starts with you,
Getting high; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me

High; running wild among all the stars above.
Sometimes it's hard to believe you remember me

I'm no angel that's fo sure
Just please tell me why are these things happening to me?
I really love you, cos theres no limit to that,no way,no way
She doesn't love you she's using you to show you off,to her friends,
But baby thats not me,

[chorus]
I guess I'm the Angel
The only for one you [You,you,you,you,you}
And if theres was only [only] one thing I could do,
I wouldn't do it,because I love you,unlike her,
But why do you torture me?
I can't sleep at night baby
I was thinking I was your Angel

Two years from now I see the dance,
Looks like you gave our love another chance,
Shes still lookin at you,despise in her eyes,
I now know I'm the Angel for you
Now I know its no lie {no lie},
I guess my mind wasn't joking [joking]
About that,

[chorus]
I'm the Angel,the one for you,
I'll tell no lies if you do that too,
But what if she steals your heart?
Then what do I do?

Baby,there's no stopping me from loving you
She didn't steal your heart yet,
What do I do til then?
I know I'm your Angel
The only one for you
Angel....Angel.....

(Sean Paul)
Breaking it off and setting it off in the real way
Making the girls them chill their mind (feel fine) making them have a good time
Yeah man, S Peezy yo, long side Ri, Ri
Come down now Rihanna, take it to them, take it to them, girl

(Chorus: Rihanna (Sean Paul)
Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty (Most definitely)
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body (Break it off, take it off, no miss take it off)
Break it off tonight (Yo)

Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty (Yo, yo)
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body (Yeah, yeah)
Break it off tonight (Yo, yo)

(Verse 1: Sean Paul (Sean Paul & Rihanna)
Struggle and pain wha she fell all de while
And she want a good man to give her de style
Wild child
So she dere pon me file
Its a long time now me wha plow de sile
Plow de sile meh car run run like de nile
And de most energy meh whan gi her tonight
Give her tonight
Gan make she feel right
Make she fly like a kite that reach a new height
Ah we give it to de gyal dem
Make dem reel up and bawl
And make dem (start call)
Anytime she want it back she ha fi call (Dutty Paul)
Admittin it on de spot I know de real (Sean Paul)
When de traits so great
Cuz she feelin top up and tall wat de ting say

(Chorus: Rihanna (Sean Paul)
Break it off boy'cause its got me feeling naughty (Immediate if not before)
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty (Boom baa)
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body (Break it off, take it off, no miss take it off)
Break it off tonight (Yo)

Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty (Yo, yo)
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body (Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, yagga yo)
Break it off tonight (Ri, Ri, S Peezy, yo, yo)

(Verse 2: Sean Paul)
No doubt
Gyal u shoulda know SP and a scout
Naughty sweat so shout
Make ya bawl out (shout)
Make ya holla me gah give affection in your direction
We go all out
Gyal, just follow we if ya love energy
If ya whan pedigree
Cruise like Penelope
Make a see yuh just bounce wit de Dutty Lee
We keep givin you de Q to de U to de A (yea) to de L to de I to de T to de Y
Girl I got to try (try)
Take yuh booty make you reach to de S.K.Y.
Woman I got to say (say)
Da way u move is makin me high
Girl cuh yuh know say yuh S to de E to de X to de Y (Boom baa, boom baa)

(Chorus: Rihanna (Sean Paul)
Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty (Sexyness)
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body (Yo, yagga yo, no doubt)
Break it off tonight (Yo, Ri, Ri)

Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty (Blaze up on no rain no stressy)
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body
Break it off tonight (Yeah, yo, yo, yo)

(Verse 3: Rihanna (Sean Paul)
Boy (Uh huh)
The way you push up on me I
Whan get da roughest wine I dun know ya like (Ay, yo, ay, yo)
Fuh sho we gonna break it off tonight(Yoga macchugga, uh)
Ooooo boy
We really shouldnt waste no time (sing it)
Come let me back up on ya dancehalls tight (bring it)
And Im hopin baby u dont mind
Cuz I really wanna break it off tonight (instantaneous)

(Chorus: Rihanna (Sean Paul)
Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty (Hey)
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body (Babygirl)
Break it off tonight (Yo, babygirl, yo, give it up, give it up, sen on)

Break it off boy 'cause its got me feeling naughty (Yo)
I wanna know boy if I can be your shorty
Set it off boy make me hot all over my body
Break it off tonight
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