My Fo Fo (50 Cent diss)

Yeah, that'll do it
Yeah, I love hip hop
I love this [bad word] hip hop game
This [bad word] here is a little [bad word] man
Stay in your [bad word] lane [bad word] You [bad word] with the Don [bad word] Folow me

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Fifty meet, Fifty, he's the fakest thug you've ever seen
Curtis, Curtis Jackson, how come he can never ever be seen
Once I got you, I'm gonna give you my
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
My, My, fo fo fo fo
I'm going to give it to you baby, nice and slow

Fifty you goin to end up dead when you [bad word] with crack
Talk about your girl pop off, where the [bad word] you be at
I see MJ in the hood more than Curtis
Matter of fact, this beef [bad word] is making niggaz nervous
It's gonna be families grieving every sunday service
End up with your head popped off thanks to Curtis
But he dont care, he's still locked up in his house and [bad word] Steroid up and he wont come about that [bad word] Is it me or does candy shop sound like magic stick?
In the video, this [bad word] fifty bout to strip
Shaking his [bad word]  what the [bad word] is wrong with this [bad word] Fifty don't make me
Oh yeah, you got sixty-five niggaz on your team
And they're not from Southside Jamaica, Queens
They're the boys in blue, and I'm just speaking the truth
Now we all see the [bad word] in you
Follow me

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Now let's take it back to Vibe awards
Where that [bad word] disrespect and then snuffed your balls
minute ago, all I heard was G-G-G-G-Unit
Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't even do [bad word] That's a shame, I was sitting right in the front
Waiting for you niggaz to dunk
Where are all your guns and them teflon vests?
We them terror squad boys
You should know not to test us
Hate it or love it, The Game's on top
Now you jealous of him, when your [bad word] going to stop?
You've seen me before
Yous a [bad word] [bad word] straight out of low cash
And they don't believe him, this [bad word] is so [bad word] You dissed lean back, said my [bad word] was a dud
Now tell me, have you ever seen 'em up in the club?
No, no, no shawty
That's right, you singing more than you rappin
Now Fifty that ain't right

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NEW YORK!
I know what y'all thinkin man
Y'all thinkin Jada gon slam lyrically
This [bad word] be crazy for dissin' Fat Joe man
He really crazy tho
This [bad word] be walkin around with twenty cops talking [bad word] on records
Never comin' out of his house
Feel like he can't get touched man
I'm gonna respond one time, one time only
It ain't gonna be more songs for me man
This is for all the mutha [bad word] who doubted crack
Trust me, [bad word] can respond ten thousand times
I ain't talkin back to that [bad word] One thing I will promise you
That's it man
This is crack [bad word] It's gonna be a real ugly summer man