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* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill

[swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violater the album
Go, go, go!!

[l boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
Always want figures but never play the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but never put up niggas
Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas
Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it
Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet
Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it
Shame on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat
When they know I call my name at this table
I'm gon always be here, and y'all always gonna fear
The bronx making them recoreds cause we always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!

[swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over

[sonja blade]
I'm the one wit the chrome and the clothes
Drop flows from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe
Sonja blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)
Hold eighty roll through you and your old lady
How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the navie
Shit you won't find at old navy, two hundred zero ad
Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy shit
Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything five and six
Height five six, jeans five six, benz green five and six keep me five or sixed
We know dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah)
So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh)
I'm touching keys like pianos to getting dough like tony soprano

[noreaga]
Yo my niggas is on the same level I'm on
You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm doing a porn
Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a three dollar bill
And I don't shoot to bust yo I shoot to kill
What's going on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow
Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo pass that hoe
After you get done wit it, yo let me hit it
Bitches know how I come, I bring the cock wit it
All of the thug piece you know I gotta rock wit it
I ear plane the hoe like I cockpitted
Yo I love my niggas, don't love no chicks
I like to light the blunts then order my licks
Foundation motherfucker like the bottom of bricks
I'm from iraq nigga wit domican hits
Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits
Violator motherfucker

[mysonne]
Yo, yo
I told these niggas from the gitty up
Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear this whole city up
And niggas don't believe then tell em put fifty up
All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds
My ? playas disrespected clowns
Bringing guns, weed and coke to connected towns
See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on
I knock em out, cause I don't like to fight long
Remember me lefty gun up in my right palm
It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your door
You open up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw
See mysonne is the one that hit the blocks wit the raw
For his money, mysonne air the block wit the four
Yall cowards don't want war, y'all can't stand pain
Cop you some gators, drink champane
Cause when it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift
Murder scene police lines nigga white sheet shit
Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit
Yall go get niggas, I'm the one they go get
Yall niggas don't want nothing to do wit me
Cause I spit guns and rhymes like their's two of me
Motherfucker

[prodigy]
Niggas can't be serious, we wear guns like clothes
But only show em when it's time to blow em in bulk
We been through way worse then war, razor fights and more
Left niggas wit leaks, holes and wide jaw
Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna scale bar
Check out your weight, see if it's worth to war
We did the street life y'all niggas just got involved
My appetite for guns is similar to carnivores
Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead wrong
Cause now a days you only get wet wit my dead on
Don't let this song push you, the fourth hit you
Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the floor cripple
Infamous we take it to the extremes my words
Especially when a nigga mistake me for herb
Get buried over words, I'm loose wit the dessy bird
I can show ready or tell, y'all niggas heard

[busta rhymes]
Now gitty up now, it's lighting horse back saddleing
Rob beaches like we rowing a boat and we paddleing
Down a stream of water, wet any nigga challeging
Blow one all in your knee cap leave you staggering
Scrambling cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be handling
My hands all in the money, fuck it we dibble and dabbling
Got you imageing how this could really all be happeing
My landscape of live niggas stretch from here to maryland
Blaw put one in a nigga who be rambling
And blow a hundred thou if y'all niggas is really gambling
Gritty niggas feel the snap pop leaving it crackling
You know the bouncer keep all of my live niggas wild wit him
Traveling to see niggas from howard through grambling
Ha round up my niggas to form a large gathering
Yo rattling niggas who walk badlimp
Beat you in the same place till the blues start blacking
C-e-o niggas stay genaral managing
Flipmode throwing those heavy bundles we carrying
Yo analyze my many live niggas cramming it
We throw a three pointer, while y'all niggas throwing javelins
Sweating your whole shit, feel your clothes dampeing
Dancing in a line of four wheel drives we lamping
The ? arms length up in the draw paneling
Or unraveling the truth on how niggas remain champions
Ha, ha, ha

[busta rhymes]
Flipmode, violator, we always silence shit
Fuck is wrong wit yall
Cut that shit off now
Cut it off nigga
Cut it off nigga
* just to be clear, l boogie does +not+ in this case refer to lauryn hill      [swizz beatz]   Let's get it started, get it started   Let's keep it started, keep it started   Yeah, yeah, violater the album   Go, go, go!!      [l boogie]   This is for my mob and my thug niggas   Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas   Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas   Always want figures but never play the cut niggas   Talk mad shit but never put up niggas   Is it cause I bust wit stuff that just shut up niggas   Flow like dro, I pull then clip it or mix it wit some moet then sip it   Then turn around and flip it, shit on your whole album wit a snippet   Run up on your lawyer for your contract then rip it   Shame on your label, for trying to let you eat at my seat   When they know I call my name at this table   I'm gon always be here, and y'all always gonna fear   The bronx making them recoreds cause we always prepared   Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about   Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out   What!!      [swizz beatz]   It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over      [sonja blade]   I'm the one wit the chrome and the clothes   Drop flows from the dome , wit the ice got the price of a home and a lobe   Sonja blad-e, just so you know baby (yeah)   Hold eighty roll through you and your old lady   How rich this dough made me, gold az matching the navie   Shit you won't find at old navy, two hundred zero ad   Still live shit, spit to divide cliques on some wise guy shit   Same chick from the ? , pretty eyes lips, thighs hips everything five and six   Height five six, jeans five six, benz green five and six keep me five or sixed   We know dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah)   So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh)   I'm touching keys like pianos to getting dough like tony soprano      [noreaga]   Yo my niggas is on the same level I'm on   You ask me why I'm melvin flynt I'm doing a porn   Ay yo y'all niggas is faker then a three dollar bill   And I don't shoot to bust yo I shoot to kill   What's going on yo, the jumpoff and jump off flow   Yo I'm in five o, o, o, yo pass that hoe   After you get done wit it, yo let me hit it   Bitches know how I come, I bring the cock wit it   All of the thug piece you know I gotta rock wit it   I ear plane the hoe like I cockpitted   Yo I love my niggas, don't love no chicks   I like to light the blunts then order my licks   Foundation motherfucker like the bottom of bricks   I'm from iraq nigga wit domican hits   Peurto rican motherfuckers yo y'all fake they fits   Violator motherfucker      [mysonne]   Yo, yo   I told these niggas from the gitty up   Yall give me sixteen yo I'll tear this whole city up   And niggas don't believe then tell em put fifty up   All bets is down, all my thugs do dirt, all our tecs spit rounds   My ? playas disrespected clowns   Bringing guns, weed and coke to connected towns   See I pop niggas like corn, and real killers do killings wit the lights on   I knock em out, cause I don't like to fight long   Remember me lefty gun up in my right palm   It's mysonne, see mysonne is the one that knock on your door   You open up, you see a whore wit the glock to your jaw   See mysonne is the one that hit the blocks wit the raw   For his money, mysonne air the block wit the four   Yall cowards don't want war, y'all can't stand pain   Cop you some gators, drink champane   Cause when it comes to the street shit, I let the heat lift   Murder scene police lines nigga white sheet shit   Yall roll wit niggas, I'm the one they roll wit   Yall go get niggas, I'm the one they go get   Yall niggas don't want nothing to do wit me   Cause I spit guns and rhymes like their's two of me   Motherfucker      [prodigy]   Niggas can't be serious, we wear guns like clothes   But only show em when it's time to blow em in bulk   We been through way worse then war, razor fights and more   Left niggas wit leaks, holes and wide jaw   Be the quiet storm, appear how you wanna scale bar   Check out your weight, see if it's worth to war   We did the street life y'all niggas just got involved   My appetite for guns is similar to carnivores   Dislike me you head on, fight me you dead wrong   Cause now a days you only get wet wit my dead on   Don't let this song push you, the fourth hit you   Have you keyed up gasping for breath on the floor cripple   Infamous we take it to the extremes my words   Especially when a nigga mistake me for herb   Get buried over words, I'm loose wit the dessy bird   I can show ready or tell, y'all niggas heard      [busta rhymes]   Now gitty up now, it's lighting horse back saddleing   Rob beaches like we rowing a boat and we paddleing   Down a stream of water, wet any nigga challeging   Blow one all in your knee cap leave you staggering   Scrambling cause theirs a whole lot of shit we be handling   My hands all in the money, fuck it we dibble and dabbling   Got you imageing how this could really all be happeing   My landscape of live niggas stretch from here to maryland   Blaw put one in a nigga who be rambling   And blow a hundred thou if y'all niggas is really gambling   Gritty niggas feel the snap pop leaving it crackling   You know the bouncer keep all of my live niggas wild wit him   Traveling to see niggas from howard through grambling   Ha round up my niggas to form a large gathering   Yo rattling niggas who walk badlimp   Beat you in the same place till the blues start blacking   C-e-o niggas stay genaral managing   Flipmode throwing those heavy bundles we carrying   Yo analyze my many live niggas cramming it   We throw a three pointer, while y'all niggas throwing javelins   Sweating your whole shit, feel your clothes dampeing   Dancing in a line of four wheel drives we lamping   The ? arms length up in the draw paneling   Or unraveling the truth on how niggas remain champions   Ha, ha, ha      [busta rhymes]   Flipmode, violator, we always silence shit   Fuck is wrong wit yall   Cut that shit off now   Cut it off nigga   Cut it off nigga