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Rotten Apple

Yeah, niggaz it's 2006

And I'm back in this bitch

G-UnitWhen I come through I'm comfortable

49's 45's a pump or two

We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew

Matter fact who the fuck are you?'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it

And you can roll if you with it

I got to get it got to get it

The world and what's in itAnd you can get it you can get it

In a New York minute

I got to get it got to get itRap gone get that boy found in a river

Dead by a trigga thinkin' he Schwarzenegger

Fools don't take him I took him across the liver

Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from the sizzlerThe drama is a part of the story that I'm a give ya

The black mags and back stabs are so familiar

The knapsacks and black bags are full of scrilla

That lame ain't a killa he softer than chinchillaAnd I'm a GT see a 4 door wheeler

Matter fact this summer it's 44 4 wheelers

45 on my side shorty ride for his pride

Forty eyes on the prize now I'm energizedNothin' but shiny shit around the neck n rims

Bitches only come around when ya gettin' record spins

What a way to double up, I'm headin' on my second wind

Rollin' luggage on the jet I ain't gotta check it inWhen I come through I'm comfortable

49's 45's a pump or two

We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew

Matter fact who the fuck are you?'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it

And you can roll if you with it

I got to get it got to get it

The world and what's in itAnd you can get it you can get it

In a New York minute

I got to get it got to get itThis is heroin medicine that morphine flow

My gun go off nigga and everybody know

I hold it down with the pound three hundred and fifty seven ways

Hollow tip graze 'ell put a part through ya wavesHalf Christian half killa half man half gorilla

I pop somethin' do a nigga dirty for that scrilla

Now I'm floored D's kick the door, found me on the floor

By my toilet tryna flush that raw, toilet wouldn't flush I'm fuckedHalf a brick of yay goin' round and round

Mary J my life I'm goin' down

It sounds like we all came up the same

Nigga I'm for real they just rappin' maneFind out when the semis come out

I'll blow the engine out ya hemi no doubt

I'm New York cities pharaoh, I'll have you starin'

Down the barrel, you got 'em good, get 'em it's cool, hit 'emWhen I come through I'm comfortable

49's 45's a pump or two

We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew

Matter fact who the fuck are you?'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it

And you can roll if you with it

I got to get it got to get it

The world and what's in itAnd you can get it you can get it

In a New York minute

I got to get it got to get itYou about to get that ass caught up in some shit

We about to show that ass how it get

When the jealousy turn envy n the shit

Turn deadly the innocent gets hitPull up in them whips tinted out spittin' out

Hollows and they rip, niggaz apart in the dark

Or it's day time it's good with me

Just cool I brought the whole hood with meWe had a Gabriel right before MTV

So we can g him to give us that chain for cheap

We got David and Jacob for them bracelets and rings

'Cause our verse in the hood makes their names ringShe take a picture with me on B E T

She the new talk of the hood it's P C P

One taste of the stick she hooked like fish

Me banks and have got this shit vice grippedWhen I come through I'm comfortable

49's 45's a pump or two

We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew

Matter fact who the fuck are you?'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it

And you can roll if you with it

I got to get it got to get it

The world and what's in itAnd you can get it you can get it

In a New York minute

I got to get it got to get it

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