GAME SUCKS FOR THESE REASON'S

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Permalink Reply by CPT on July 25, 2008 at 5:32am

lol..at the 5th one if theres something games best at is beefing and i dont think young gunz and g-unit destroyed him cause he diss them niggas for a long time and 5-0 was scared to respond but wasn't scared to go up against fat joe

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Permalink Reply by Trip City on July 25, 2008 at 5:38am

DAWG G-UNIT SMASH DAT NIGGA AND YOUNG CHRIS SMASH DAT NIGGA

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Permalink Reply by John on July 25, 2008 at 5:40am

Co-Sign homie, thats what it is about...I was just thinking the same thing..and I wrote it down underneath..but you was faster

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Permalink Reply by John on July 25, 2008 at 5:46am

Everything good homie....talking bout that faking-the-funk-dude..you know what's up...

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Permalink Reply by John on July 25, 2008 at 5:39am

this is some true shit homie...and Game neveer shitted on G-unit because the his disses I heard were based on bullshit, just like his own caracter.
A diss most also contain something real instead of makin fun of somebody's looks to real shit on them and win the battle.

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Permalink Reply by Stack higher than kidcudi mohawk on July 25, 2008 at 5:40am

this album is a flop even if he has gay wayne in it kissing him

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Permalink Reply by John on July 25, 2008 at 5:43am

And dude is also fake because he says he represents the Westside.
If he says he represents the Westside why is he rolling with JimmY Henchmen, the one who together with King Tut and Haitian Jack, got Pac framed?
Game is rollin with the cops man...

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Permalink Reply by Trip City on July 25, 2008 at 5:46am

PROVE WAT ITS A WELL KNOWN FACT HENCHMEN HAD A HAND IN DA SHOOTING OF PAC

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Permalink Reply by John on July 25, 2008 at 5:56am

One love, one love, one thug
One nation, twenty-one gun salute

I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke

Twenty-one gun salute, dressed in fatigue, black jeans and boots
Disappeared in the crowd, all you seen was troops
This little nigga named Nas thinks he live like me
Talkin bout he left the hospital took five like me
You living fantasies, nigga I reject your deposit
We shook Dre punk ass, now we out of the closet
Mobb Deep wonder why nigga blowed them out
Next time grown folks talk, nigga close your mouth
Peep me, I take this war shit deeply
Done seen too many real players fall to let these bitch niggas beat me
Puffy lets be honest you a punk or you will see me with gloves
Remember that shit you said to Vibe about me bein a thug
You can tell the people you roll with whatever you want
But you and I know what's going on
Payback, I knew you bitch niggas from way back
Witness me strapped with Macs, knew I wouldn't play that
All you old rappers trying to advance
It's all over now, take it like a man
Niggas lookin like Larry Holmes, flabby and sick
Tryin to player hate on my shit, you eat a fat dick
Let it be known this is how you made me
Lovin how I got you niggas crazy

Against all odds
Hopin my thug motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke, against all odds
Hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote

I heard he was light skinned, stocky with a Haitian accent
Jewelery, fast cars and he's known for flashing (What's his name???)
Listen while I take you back (NIGGA SAY HIS NAME!) and lace this rap
A real live tale about a snitch named Haitian Jack
Knew he was workin for the feds, same crime, different trials
Nigga, picture what he said, and did I mention
Promised a payback, Jimmy Henchman, in due time
I know you bitch niggas is listenin, The World Is Mine
Set me up, wet me up, niggas stuck me up
Heard the guns bust but you tricks never shut me up
Touch one of mine on everything I own
I'll destroy everything you touch, play the game nigga
All out warfare, eye for eye
Last words to a bitch nigga, "WHY YOU LIE?!?"
Now you gotta watch your back, now watch your front
Here we come, gunshots back to Tut, now you stuck
Fuck the rap game, nigga this M-O-B
So believe me we enemies, I go against all odds

I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds

Puffy gettin robbed like a bitch, to hide the fact
he did some shit he shouldn't have did, so we ride em for that
And that nigga that was down for me, restin dead
Switch sides, guess his new friends wanted him dead
Probably be murdered for the shit that I said
I bring the real, be a legend, breathin the dead
Lord listen to me
God don't like ugly, It Was Written
Hey Nad, your whole damn style is bitten
You heard my melody, read about my life in the papers
All my run-ins with authorities, felonious capers
Now you wanna live my life, so what's the answer Nas?
Niggas that don't rhyme right, you've seen too many movies
Load em up against the wall, close his eyes
Since you lie you die, GOODBYE
Let the real live niggas hear the truth from me
What would you do if you was me nigga

Against all odds
I'm hopin my true motherfuckers know
This be the realest shit I ever wrote
Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed
To the truest shit I ever spoke
[repeat]

Against all odds
[Twenty-one gun salute]
One love to my true thug niggas (Outlaw! Outlaw! Outlaw!)
Twenty-one gun salute to my niggas that die in the line of duty
Representin to the fullest bein soldiers with military minds
that play the rules of the game, twenty-one gun salute
I salute you my niggas, stay strong
I ride for you, I rhyme for you, I roll for you, it's all for you
To all you bitch made niggas, I'm comin for you
Against all odds, I don't care who the fuck you is, nigga
You touch me I'm at you
I know you motherfuckers think that I forgot
Hell no I ain't forgot nigga
I just remember what you told me
You said don't go to war unless I got my money behind me
Aight, I got my money right here, now I want war

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That is a death note right there, if anything happened to him he wanted the world to know what happened.
If you know a little bit about it and you read between the lines you'll see he talking about these 3 man set him up...

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Permalink Reply by John on July 25, 2008 at 5:59am

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Permalink Reply by Stack higher than kidcudi mohawk on July 25, 2008 at 5:43am

i feel john and gang on the level that even his fucking doja photoshop artist from that site that bit off 50 whats it called thisisgame.com? even those dudes photo shop fake pics while the game was exposed in change of heart and as a stripper using real pics yet these fucking clowns make up shit its a win win situation with gunit all day every day

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Permalink Reply by Stack higher than kidcudi mohawk on July 25, 2008 at 5:45am

bws is done there is no more bws my niggas wake up after he is done with this album he is going under ice cubes wing for protection and they aint running with no bws mark my words ya should leave that faggots site and join this team its stronger and we aint going no were

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