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!Ze Mysterious Karasuma Fanclub <3!

XD I'm talking about the 50 Cent song "Window Shopper"

Then I gotta holla at my boy Paul Wall to hook you up on some nose wanksta grills Foo!
 
Yup, foo!

Now everybody wanna see us dead
Two murdered on the front page, shot to death, bullets to the head
*****z holla out my name and it's similar to rape
Mother****ers know I'm comin, so they runnin to they graves, watch
Swoop down with my ***** from the Pound
Cause {RL} don't give a ****, where you coward *****z now, blast
Keep pumpin, ain't worried bout nuttin
Busters thought we was frontin, so reload and keep dumpin
 
Keep the cussing on the low Foo, a mod may be watching this

Foo if you wanna come to my hotel,
Stop drop baby boom on your ni**es, some call me ludacris
some call me mr. wiggles,
bounce and dribble
make your mouth nibble
 
It's not like I'm the one cussing, it's the lyrics to a song foo.

Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
You done put two of America's
most wanted in the same
mother****in place at the same
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
mother****in time, hahahahah
Y'all *****z about to feel this
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
Break out the champagne glasses
and the mother****in condoms
Have one on us aight??
Ain't nuttin but a gangsta party
 
Sure, the songs are foo, but lets make it edit, so no cuzz

That **** is oh, don't be screamin' get at me dawg
Have you runnin' for ya life when I match ya boy
I get to wavin' that semi, like its legal
A lil ***** hurt his arm lettin' off that eagle
You know me, black on black bentley, big ol' black nine
I'll clap your monkey ***, get black on black crime
Big ol' chrome rims, clean you know why I shine
C'mon man, you know how I shine
I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top
Got a hundred guns, a hundred clips, why I don't hear no shots
That fat ***** thought Lean Back was "In Da Club"
My **** sold 11 mill, his **** was a dud
Jada don't **** with me if you wanna eat
Cause I'll do your lil *** like Jay did Mobb Deep
Yeah homie, in New York, *****s like your vocals
But thats only New York dawg, your *** is local
 
Woot!! A whole song and it's the response to Piggy Bank.

We gon' handle this like grown men, you won't win
You ain't even feel comfortable in your own skin
I rap my *** off, fighting the champ with a glass jaw
In the Garden or Nassau
See me, couple hood *****s behind stars
I hear you put a couple good *****s behind bars (Preme!)
I might never sell that much
But you can bet your last two quarters I'll never tell that much
Picture 'Kiss not come out swingin'
That's like seeing 50 at a show and he don't come out singin'
Yeah you got a felony but you ain't a predicate
Never the King of New York, you live in Conneticuit
You don't be in the hoods, you be in the woods
****in' with me its where you really gonna be for good
I hold a four-five myself
Hop out the Range on one-four-five myself
This is a true fact
Since when has become cool to get shot and not shoot back
Trackmasters shelved you, Bravehearts helped you
Then everybody felt, now I gotta melt you
And don't try to pull rank on 'Kiss
Cause the *****s I'mma send to do it ain't gon' miss
Be laid up stiff, I spit straight up piff
I did real songs with Big, no made up shits
And I don't have a problem with clout
You aint get shot again yet,
so whats your second album about? (Nothing)
Your raps are preschool
You made a lot money, now be cool
Before I swell up your lips like seafood
Can I get a mic check?
You don't stand a chance at the dance with me dogs
You steps ain't right yet
The Block is just fine, homie the D's straight
Most likely your new CD is a weed plate
A bunch of love songs
One hundred precent pure garbage
Just something to break up buds on
You should just sell clothes and sneakers
Cause out of your whole camp, your flows the weakest
I'm in the town where the young boys is clappin'
You running around town with the Lieutenant and Captain
It'd take a life time to see 'Kiss
You had to get shot nine times to be rich
 
Man Foo your a PIMP!

I don't know what you heard about me
But a stich can't get a dollar outta me
No Cadillac, no perms, you can't see
That I'm a mothertrukin' P.I.M.P.

Now shorty, she in the club, she dancin' for dollars
She got a thing for that Gucci, that Fendi, that Prada
That BCBG, Burberry, Dolce & Gabbana
She's feeding fools fantasies, they pay her cause they want her
I spit a little G man and my game got her
A hour later have that *** up in the Ramada
Them trick *****z in they ear sayin' they think about her
I got the ***** by the bar tryin' to get a drink up out her
She like my style, she like my smile, she like the way I talk
She from the country, she like me cause I'm from New York
I ain't that ***** trying to holla cause I want some head
I'm that ***** tryin' to holla cause I want some bread
I could care less how she perform when she in the bed
***** hit the track, catch a date, and come pay the kid
Look baby, this is simple you can't see
You ****in' with me you ****in' with a P.I.M.P.
 
You don't wanna party then your *** gotta go (WHAT?!)
You don't wanna party then your *** gotta go
Now you can ride to this mother****er (uh)
Bounce to this mother****er (uh)
Freak to this mother****er (let's get it on)
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it on the floor (WHAT?!)
Get it get it on the floor (that's right)

Once again it's the darker *****
Here to spark a *****, break apart a *****
But the dog is bigger, under stress
So unless you're wanting to bless to the chest
These slugs from his Smith and Wess REST!
Or the pump'll put a hurt on a *****
DUMP SIX, mother****er feed em dirt on a *****
My hands stay dirty, cause I play dirty the mob way
You don't know? **** it find out the hard way
A *****'s job is never done
I handle my business how it come
And there's never been a one on one
Nor has there been a problem, I dissolve them
I'm like salt, I'll get up
Hate to fall but never wreck his car
And it's my fault, keep *****z on point ducking down
*****z like you need to get bust you ****ing clown
I extort to support my peeps
And hold down the fort, never get caught cause I creeps *****!
 
Whoah that one had a lot of cursing o__0

Come on come on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask myself
is life worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor & even worse I'm black
my stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a **** about a negro
pull the trigger kill a ***** he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell cares
one less hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope & let 'em deal the brothers
give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey said
2 shots in the dark now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go nowhere
unless we share with each other
We gotta start makin' changes
learn to see me as a brother instead of 2 distant strangers
and that's how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as kids
but things changed, and that's the way it is
 
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