[Lil' Wayne:]   Target practice, baby   Only thing is    I'm not the shooter   I'm the bullet bitch      [Kanye West:]   They say your attitude determines your latitude,   I'm high as a motherfucker, fly as a motherfucker   And still the motherfucker you love to hate   But can't because you love what I make   Now ain't that about a bitch and I'ma talk shit until I'm outta hits   They don't wanna turn they speakers up, they claim I ain't deep enough   All that talkin I feed off of, keep it up   I'm relaxin, my feet is upli   I'm leavin you haters, like when shaq left the lakers,   Just to heat it up   I saved the stats and stunt, I don't need to front   Make black history every day, I don't need a month   The survey says by the streets according   Kanye just as important as michael jordan   Was to the NBA, when he was scoring   Ralph lauren was borin before I wore him and      [Chorus:]   You ain't never gotta ask again,   How we got the world to listen   It ain't easy to pretend,   I know you lost your cool   And you decided how to love again   We can't stop it's just the beginning   You ain't never gotta ask again   Baby this is what we do      [Lil' Wayne:]   Yeah, what you want   And if you strapped we can trade like the Dow Jones    Wet him up, I hope he got his towel on    I aim at the moon, and get ma howl on    Some niggas cry wolf, I'm on that dry cush    And when it comes to that paper, I stack books    Yeah, you heard what i said    I can put you on your feet or put some money on your head    Life aint cheap    You're better off dead if you can't pay the fee    Shoutout ma nigga fee    See every muthafucka at the door don't get a key    You outside lookin in, so tell me what you see    Its about money, it's bigger than me    I told ma homies don't kill him, bring the nigga to me, yeah   Don't miss, you fuckin with the hitman    Kidnap a nigga make him feel like a kid again       [Chorus:]   You ain't never gotta ask again,   How we got the world to listen   It ain't easy to pretend,   I know you lost your cool   And decided how to love again   We can't stop it's just the beginning   You ain't never gotta ask again   Baby this is what we do      [T.I.:]   Now, e'rybody wanna be the king of the South   When they ain't runnin a damn thing but they mouth   No doubt, it's all good, y'all just statin y'all opinion   But in the South and in the hood it's understood without sayin   It's a given, and it ain't because of what I'm doin for a livin   It's more because of what I do and how I'm livin   Not to mention when I'm rappin I'm just hurtin niggaz feelings   And still chillin on somethin that's into healing   Made provisions for the clique to continue keepin it pimpin   Whether crack was in the house or record sales was through the ceiling   So say what you want, and do what you please   But for fun, I shoot 22's from your shoes to your knees   I run a record label and a crew of G's   So, niggas'll come and look for you if ya sneeze   or even breathe the wrong way, you better do what the song say   And be easy, or else it'll be a long day      [Chorus:]   You ain't never gotta ask again,   How we got the world to listen   It ain't been easy to pretend,   I know you lost your cool   And decided how to love again   We can't stop it's just the beginning   You ain't never gotta ask again   Baby this is what we do      [Jay- Z:]   They say an eye for an eye, we both lose our sight,   And two wrongs don't make a right   But when you been wrong and you know all along that it's just one life   At what point does one fight? Good question right   'Fore you knock the war, try to put your dogs in it   Ten-and-a-halfs, for a minute-and-a-half   Bet that stops all the grinnin and the laughs   When you play the game of life and the win ain't in the bag   When your options is none and the pen is all you have   On the block, niggaz standin tight, there's limits on the ave   Tryin to cop or shot-call theyself cleansin in the cash   But can't put they name on paper cause, then you on blast   Mr. President, there's drugs in our residence   Tell me what you want me to do, come break bread with us   Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up   (Mr. Governor, I swear there's a cover up)