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    One Blood - (feat. Jim Jones, Snoop Dogg, Nas, T.I., Fat Joe, lil WayneNORE, Jadakiss, Styles P, Fabolous, Juelz Santana, Rick Ross, Twista, ThaDogg Pound, WC, E-40, Bun B, Chamillionaire, Slim Thug, Young Dro, TheClipse, Ja Rule)

    [Jim Jones Intro]
    Uh huh... Jones, Dipset... Byrdgang, bitch
    You know what it is
    When you see me two twelvin you homie
    You bitch niggaz keep triple ninin, have some
    integrity, bitch

    [Jim Jones]
    Peace blood, peace almighty
    We all thugs and we run the streets nightly
    And get my lawyer, why? Cause I ain't coppin' out
    And I fuck wit b-boys who bring them choppers out
    One shot of that will have the boys bring the coppers
    And we ballin, for all the toys is what we hoppin out
    My feary side, where we ride
    And we all fly high in the Leer G5's
    So, twist ya fingers up and bang, mufucka bang!
    Get ya money up, this cane is what we fuckin slang!
    And a 9 trey is what I fuckin' claim!
    It's Dipset Capo the Don of the Byrdgang!

    [Snoop Dogg]
    They call the D-O-Dub... wasn't really trippin cause
    21, 20 crips and all of us is crippin, cuz
    We from a different street, all got that different
    But when we move the macs for Game, we on the same
    So if you fuck with blood, then you fuck wit us
    And we ain't bustin duds, watch out, cause we bustin
    We sure to stay in touch and clean your mess up
    And if you from the West Coast, my nigga...

    Game got at me about the remix, its an honor my nigga
    I made rap, one blood, that say I'm signin wit Jigga
    I got rappers gettin mad at me
    I got these new jack rappers tryin to clap at me
    I got these corny wannabe, diss-song kings on the
    Talkin bout how they gon spray, and take me away
    But I'm the true living, legend, I'm not to be
    Have your whole hood holler shit about my progression

    You knowin my attitude shitty, only a buck fifty
    So I keep the smitty's wit me, shit, how many wit me?
    What, you scared? I'm prepared, in the MALL AND ALL!
    Wit two two's, you can call me QUICK DRAW McGRAW!
    Bitch, I'ma cut that fool, better CALL THE LAW!
    I start sprayin, make fuck nigga FALL AND CRAWL!
    I press play like Puff, no PAUSE AT ALL!
    Choppin holes in ALL THE WALLS, that's ALL THEY SAW!

    [The Game]
    Hip-Hop ain't dead, it just took a couple shots
    I bring it back to life, give it a couple shots
    The kings comin, no, I'm not Jay-Z
    Too many niggaz hate me, but they scared to face me
    This ain't a movie dog, no, not Waist Deep
    I'm not an actor, but I'll show your bitch Big Meek
    She givin one blood, one love, on dubs
    140 thousand the first week... UHHH!

    [Fat Joe]
    All these niggaz wanna front trill with them stiff
    Till them niggaz lyin still up in stiff cases
    Within styrofome... and embalmin fluid
    I been gone too long and I'm down to lose it
    Somebody go and get this nigga a pint box
    And I ain't just talkin about a measly nine shots
    Yeah I'm chopper happy and my wrist loose
    Call me Goldie, I'll smack your bitch too!

    [Lil' Wayne]
    504 gangsta, New Orleans soldier
    Bangin underwater, fuck around and soak ya
    Louisiana gunner, I'm bout my holster
    And if you gettin greasy, I'm an ulcer
    I'm bickin back, bein bool on the Eastside
    Or New Orleans where the bloods at the bee hive
    Ain't nothin sweet unless its presidential
    Cause that is where I sleep, now give me my key!

    New York get the blood money, dirty cash - still
    We will black wall street by the swapmeet with heat
    Def Jam, they gonna flop him and Reggaeton ain't hot
    The building no more... It's OKAY! I GET IT POPPIN!
    Back to the forest trees for deep, these little me's
    Who took believers an opportunity to breathe
    And you ain't gotta go overseas to see our rap shit
    You can come to left, round Queens and get jacked

    [Jadakiss & Styles P]
    (One blood) we used to the spillin
    (Came from the hood) so we used to the killin
    Used to the black males (makin cracksales in the
    (How else you get the benz) with the suede on the
    (Blood in) blood out (me and homie) back to back
    (Both loaded workin) we about to pitch a (shut out)
    I'm New York's king, (I'm New York's hardest nigga)
    Anything in between's a (motherfuckin' target, nigga)
    D-B-(L-O-)C-K, (he spray)
    The hawk'll find a nice home (right where your cheeks
    We got a mean team, (Hip-Hop dream team)
    Them boys is only in the projects on (green screen)
    Yeah, no security, (I'll put you on the respirator)
    I'm the bomb, (I'm the mothafuckin detonator)
    One (dutch), one (bud), one (burner), one (slug)
    Want a couple casualties, but we'll settle for just
    (one blood)

    WHAT IT LOOK LIKE? All I say at most
    Shooters waitin on the word... JUST SAY IT LOS!
    I let these niggaz live, yes, I saw 'em pull the plug
    Havin goons pullin gloves, leave the room full of
    Catch me trafficin, on maroon colored dubs
    Couple Africans, with balloons full of drugs
    If they like me, tell 'em line up
    While I sit behind team, point 'em out like a line up

    [Juelz Santana]
    Mic check, one two, one two, check
    I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two
    Let's go, you're eyein us in the iron bus, BOOM!
    Leak ya, two liters of red juice, hawaiian punch
    So what you boys gon do to me? I'm born street
    Your life's sweet, MTV's Laguna Beach (damn!)
    Mama told me not to play with fire but
    She never told me I would grow to be a liar

    [Rick Ross]
    One love to the gangs, but I'm in the thangs
    Save the colors for the cars, see we kill for the fame
    The boss made it, yeah, we floss flagrant
    Shame how I lost your life savings up in Las Vegas
    I'm a heavy better, I'm a heavy seller
    Keep white in the office call it Jerry Heller
    Lettin off a hundred rounds, let the barrel pick
    And we gon sit here, wait for the derrelics

    Bitch I got lords and gangstas, show me where them
    niggaz at
    Chi got two six's and kings, show me where them killas
    Chi got them ballas and hustlers, show me where them
    figures at
    Game, where them triggers at? Aim at them fitted
    He got the clips, I got the scope, let's get them
    choppers, nigga
    He got the kush, I got the dope, let's get it poppin,
    Hurt him in that cherry six fo, shit ain't no stoppin,
    Hit him in the head and the body with a bullet
    When I put him in the cemetary then I gotta holler


    Yeah rollin with two grips
    Glock holdin on the hip, rollin wit two clips
    Got two tiny locos ready to take trips
    Shake and make trips, high stakes to take grips
    But they know what's crackin cuz, cause as we huddle
    They hold cards down, nigga, like spades and pinochle
    West coast gang bang, riders erasin em
    Got funny niggaz raisin up and riders replacin em,

    [Daz Dillinger]
    Draped in blue, notorious gangsta crew
    RIP for niggaz who don't stay true
    Deep down in the crevices, see the jets veteran
    Dwellin in the land of the gang bang with fleshin
    I'm legendary, yes, yes, a westcoaster
    Throwin up two C's, wit two guns in my holster
    I'm from Long Beach city, a crip next to Compton
    Down wit my nigga Game, if you niggaz want problems
    From the streets to the suites, anywhere we can meet
    ?? to Compton, Slauson Swap Meet
    Worldwide, get swept away by the tide
    By G's, and BG's, O.G's, its time to RIIIIDE!

    Who the rider, looter through the gutter mayne?
    Trued up in them Carolina blue Hurricanes!
    From the westside, strivin to dead em
    Where them killers throw that third letter up
    Like Raymond Washington and Tookie Williams
    Blue jeans, blue strings, blowin blueberry green
    Cadillac on blue D's and a blue T
    Money thick as blue cheese, chunkin up the dub
    What the west be without Snoop and Dub C and one

    The Bay Area, fuckers, we pop em
    Open you up if you got a problem
    Up top, born in Cali-forn-ia
    Clean your clock, open your can of tuna
    Make a choice to see the hell or it's heaven
    Get your chest layed out wit the FM 57
    This ain't nothin to do with nobody
    But in the Yay, there ain't nuttin to do but catch

    [Bun B]
    I'm comin straight outta PAT, like Compton in all
    But when we say what it do, they never say holla back
    Bun B, the uh, OG like '95 Air Max
    Neon green outta fight club off a fair facts
    Ask the hundreds, it's doable, I done done it
    At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters
    Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ
    Wipe the streets with ya like you a swiffer as a
    gifter, one blood!

    I'm the realest youngster thats breathin, and I don't
    gotta give a reason
    Chamillionaire a millionaire, y'all competin to be
    My purpose is to get the cheese and as a purpose that
    should defeatin
    So shut your mouth, have a seat and be quiet till I
    finish eatin
    My label tells me I'm greedy, hoggin all the room on
    your tv
    Like (Eric) they think its (Eazy), but it isnt easy
    believe me
    Need to make a room in B.E. television if you wanna be
    Game said he made room for Jeezy, I had to make room
    for me, G!

    [Slim Thug]
    Its one blood if you blood or cuz
    From that number one thug, its still one love
    I rep my blue boy team but I do it for green
    I do it for my folks, vice lords and kings
    All us trappers, future rappers, standin out on the
    Tryna get up out the hood mayne, and stack 'em a knot
    Put ya sets in the air, scream fuck the cops!
    We gon rep for the hood mayne, like it or not!

    [Young Dro]
    My feed mashable, murders are catastrophical
    Cars is improbable, I'm overcomin obstacles
    Trappin, I made it logical, my topic is impossible
    I got a partner named Shoe Strang, cause shorty real
    Shark meat to Papadough's, cars be tropical
    All guns choppable, all blocks are mobbable
    I am unstoppable, my calico is toxable
    Lyrically diabolical, cushion is not ??

    [The Clipse]
    Red rum, red rum (such power in the tongue)
    Never in the wildest, (was he talkin to them)
    Style on niggaz, (but feel it to the numb)
    Japanese thread, (brought flavor to these bums)
    Consider me the savior, (look what the lord gave ya)
    My celebrated presence (like the return of Rayful)
    Frolic in the snow, so playful
    (And revivin the track) like we flowin through jumper
    (What duo) you know (get XXL kudos) while coppin off
    (Classic shit) we mastered this, (left for dead) I'm
    back, (I'm Lazareth)

    [Ja Rule]
    Shit, one trip, one blood, LA, New York
    The Game, the Rule, one love, guns up
    Hands down, can't touch, the flow is a bit much
    The style, wanna keep up? I advise you to speed up
    With money movin like coke, these days gotta re-up
    G up, cop some heaters and dare a nigga to act up
    You see us, in dual seaters and throw it up!
    Its all hood, niggaz rep your sets if your cuz or
    ...Niggaz, we all bleed! These niggaz can't breathe
    Only because the guns are drawn and aimed to part
    Niggaz that got bullets with names on them!
    Want em, come get 'em niggaz, y'all know where to get
    at me
    Look at me, now pass me, maybe you can be half me
    You bastards, I'm laughin, bullets stickin in family
    Who sadly gets torn between one crip and one (blood)
    Y'all niggaz know me, haha... yeah!

    By: ~ Gabriiel

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