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    [50 Talking]
    Yeah come on now
    Y'all gonna make fifty mad
    And you dont wanna see me mad

    I keep hearin' niggas is happy, the D's come, niggas wit guns
    When I'm out on bail, ridin' wit' some new ones
    My homey told me to snitch the style up
    Got 4 cats sent to jail, cause i told the cops
    Now i gotta new diamond watch, and i wear vests on the block
    I'ma snitch till im rich and theres no changin that
    I used to sold crack? have to be a fool to believe that
    They got my wearin vests and now im wearing them all the time
    Did you just do a crime? Fifty's droppin the dime
    When i get in jail the cops lemme right out
    Cause i snitched on my best friend (eminem saying "thats right")
    It don't take long, for my snitchin to sink in

    [Chorus - repeat 2X]
    You're thicker than water
    Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
    You're thicker than water
    Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
    You're thicker than water
    Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa
    You can be a Blood or a Crip
    Nigga, you bitch
    Follow Me

    [Tony Yayo]
    I'm in the money green 7-45, with 7 shots in the fo' five
    Y'all niggas wanna die?
    I got a love affair, wit' violence and guns
    When I got O'd up, my heart turned colder
    That's why the mac react like a king cobra
    Now I'm jumpin' out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers
    Y'all niggas wanna stun? I'll bury you cockroaches
    Gimme one year, in this industry
    I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a small country


    [Lloyd Banks]
    Still walk around wit' the hammer boss
    Rope and a cross
    Hard times'll make a lil' nigga hate Santa Claus
    Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana Ross
    I'm like a 2003 banana Porsche
    I don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut
    My team in the cutt, packin' middle things
    I got more foreign shooters than the Sacramento Kings
    It's 8 class karats in the border
    I poke holes in plastic, to avoid a vaginal disorder
    I'm a savage on your daughter
    She ain't in the college dorm
    Then I guess I'm squirtin' on the cabin that you bought her
    I'm a heavy weed smoker, so the average is a quarter
    Brown colored from shit, he established in the water
    You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base
    Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes


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