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"Warning You"
(feat. Skylar Grey)

"Warning You"
(feat. Skylar Grey)



[Hook: Skylar Grey]
When they say my time is up
And I am just collecting dust
Don't turn on me
Don't turn on me
And when they claim that I'm washed up
Or when my guns begin to rust
I'm warning you
Don't turn on me

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
December 9, '97 I told Jay I'm gonna' blow
Failing's not an option, my son's turning one years old
I wrote a verse about the night I just spent in Central bookings
Cause my grandpa coffee pot had cocaine cookin'
Fast forward my grind, 9-8-'99 more eigths more O's
Broken in nickels and dimes
I told niggas I'd make it, they was doubting me then
Picture me zonin' on the park bench pushin' my pit
Who needs enemies my friend keep shootin' my friends
They takin' hits now, they'll blow your brains out for a biz
Call me a dreamer, cause I could see myself on top
Word to Sabrina, I'm gettin' my ass off this block

[Hook:]
When they say my time is up
And I am just collecting dust
Don't turn on me
Don't turn on me
And when they claim that I'm washed up
Or when my guns begin to rust
I'm warning you
Don't turn on me

No no no no no, don't don't don't don't don't
No no no no no, don't don't don't don't don't
No no no no no, don't don't don't don't don't

[Verse 2: 50 Cent]
Ain't it funny how the niggas I came up with wasn't bumpin' me
Product of the slum, I guess it's misery loves company
Told 'em I'm a winner I be something to believe in
They was more concerned who was rollin' up the weed then
JMJ didn't work, neither did Columbia
Got shot, got dropped, one hell of a summer huh?
One year recovery feel like a bag of broken bones
Bill collectors come around that's when you know you're on your own
Strap the vest, cock the chrome, they countin' me out, I'm a show em
I fought my way out of mother fuckin' corners before 'em
I'm better under pressure I'm built for it
I Been the under dog all my life, I'm still here boy

[Hook:]
When they say my time is up
And I am just collecting dust
Don't turn on me
Don't turn on me
And when they claim that I'm washed up
Or when my guns begin to rust
I'm warning you
Don't turn on me

No no no no no, don't don't don't don't don't
No no no no no, don't don't don't don't don't
No no no no no, don't don't don't don't don't

[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
Em and Dre gave me a shot and I ran with it
Homie in the cell saying "damn, my man did it"
Get Rich Or Die Trying made it to the top
I'm fightin' off my competition trying not to drop
It seems like no one seen him fuckin' with the key
All they see was me tryna take off their fuckin' head
They don't see the slap, all they hear is the shot
As soon as somebody hit, I'm sure they'll run to the cops
I'm not a bully of the East, if I don't start no beef
I meet aggression with aggression, I learned that on the streets
I see em frontin' on they blogs, sayin' I'm done
Like I ain't got that flow they know be number one

[Hook:]
When they say my time is up
And I am just collecting dust
Don't turn on me
Don't turn on me
And when they claim that I'm washed up
Or when my guns begin to rust
I'm warning you
Don't turn on me
 
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"We Both Think Alike"
(feat. Olivia)

"We Both Think Alike"
(feat. Olivia)



[50 Cent (Olivia) Intro]
Yeah..
50..
Olivia..
We Both Think Alike.. (We Both Think Alike)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus]
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

[50 Cent Verse]
I'm not gon' waste your time talkin' about shit that you know
I'm so hood that even when i try to hide it, it shows
I be grindin' girl i'm focused i be gettin' my dough
You know if it aint the flow then it come from the O's
Plus a nigga like a pimp when it come to the hoes
Every hood every city all the gangstaz know
Front on me and you be gettin' hit up fo sho
I make it hot when its 20 motherfuckin' below
See with me in V.I.P you can twist and blow
When the champagne finished baby order some more
Keep her eye on ya close while you out on the floor
The way you move i have a nigga straight sniffin' some ??smoke??
If you ready to roll shorty we could just roll
When you ready to go i be ready to go (uh oh)
See everything i do, i do on the low (uh oh)
So when we do our thing nobody will know (uh oh)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus]
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

[50 Cent Verse]
Now look i know you into the shiny things
The platinum chains and the diamond rings
The 24 inch chrome on the range
I see you in your projects buy your window payin'
Now shorty me and you we came up the same
The fact before rap i ain't have a thing
I hustled got my weed up now im sittin' on change
I mean i got money out that ass mayne
When niggaz get to beefin' i be laffin'
Cuz i can send my homiez through to blast 'um
Stick him with the ?? or just slash 'um
Now fool are you crazy thats what we ask 'um
But back with me n you, you shorty decide a thang
First its off with the bra then its the G-string (uh oh)
We leave it up to me then we do it my way (uh oh)
And get straight to it skip the four play (uh oh)

[50 Cent (Olivia) Chorus]
Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)

Now shorty we can party till' the break of dawn (we both think alike, oohhhh)
I wait till ya tired n i take ya home (we both think alike, uh oh)
If ya invite me in i come take it off (we both think alike, uh oh)
Then wait till' your bedroom to break ya off (we both think alike, uh oh)
 
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"We Up"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar & Kidd Kidd)

"We Up"
(feat. Kendrick Lamar & Kidd Kidd)



[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Yeah, Uh huh
I'm round the bullshit like a matador
I'm used to the bullshit, it don't matter, boy
Corporate acquisitions, accumulations of wealth
Build with the gods and double knowledge of self
Entrepreneur visions, Moulin Rouge religion
That pussy make a weak nigga break down
So what you want, the cheese or the cheeks?
You want the cheeks but she want the cheese
A bitch gotta eat
I'm havin' the epiphany you niggas ain't shit to me
Worse than the scum in the slum I'm from
I'm a southside nigga, yeah I'm 'bout mine
You be that next nigga corners come outline
You ain't made of what I'm made of
You a bum nigga with a bum bitch
Who's shoes come from Bakers
Counterfeit, fraudulent fakers
What kind of rich nigga bitch look like that?

[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga

[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar]
Visualize everything I needed and dream (uh-huh)
Penalized every ho nigga that have a scheme (what else?)
Guns in your video get you locked in tha' bing
Yeah, I kill a nigga quick, no worries, my record clean
Murder one become manslaughter as soon as they brought up
Charity work, parking tickets and no charges
Fuck nigga you fucked over your father, when he gave you a dick should have been a bitch in pajamas
I made my first million fucking dollars
Bought a Bible, oh yeah, God got me
Made my second million dollars, bought a chopper and binocular
I'm scared, this shit don't happens to everybody
I'm on Instagram looking at your favorite singer
Debating on should I fuck, or jump on her single
20 thou, she got a hell of a adlib
I'm in her mouth like I knew I could have kids, K-Dot

[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin' and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd]
'Round the world tourin', the city got borin'
Bury me a G with a new pair of Jordans
Coupe foreign, top peeled like an orange
Blue Ferrari, so many iron horses
Living life with no worries
My gun got a Zodiac sign, it's a Taurus
Don't make it slam on you like Amar'e
M'zone, Rida gang, end of story
Oops that's your baby, my bad, I'm sorry
She call me daddy too, we should be on Maury
Everything you aren't, fly nigga soaring
Purple label Ralph Lauren, kick game like Atari
You so special, bedroom or restroom
Just keep performing, Go girl
About to film a movie, guess who it's starring?
(Ahhh.)

[Hook:]
Ya'll know when we pullin' off the lot
Brake, hit the button, then we pullin' down the top
Shine's on stuntin', and I'm pullin' out a knot
Strapped with the Glock, won't pull it out a lot but front, I'll make it pop
You don't do it how we do
Niggas ain't own the shit we own
Everything new
Spikes on the Louis Vuittons (Vuittons, Vuittons)
We up, nigga

[Outro:]
Good pussy for dinner or bomb kush for breakfast
D'D-Deep-colored VS stones around my neck bitch
Feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin'), feels like a nigga dreamin' (dreamin')
 
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"What If"

"What If"


[Intro]
Yeah
Im fuckin with this..
Its that classic shit..
That gangster shit..

Yeah..

[Chorus]
Man I watch the sun go up and come down
Sayin.. what if?
Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out
Sayin.. what if?
Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off
Sayin.. what if?
Man if I get a shot, I can make it to the top
Damn.. what if?

[Verse]
If I got on some pretty boy shit like Puffy
Niggaz in the hood man they jus wouldnt love me
If I wore a suit everyday like Jay-Z
Niggaz would think I bumped my fuckin head and went crazy
If I put diamonds in my teeth like Baby
I wouldnt stand a chance of tryin to sell like Shady
If I put out bullshit joints like AZ
Every chance niggaz get they try n play me
But I move around with a lil 3.80
A nigga try to stunt, a nigga get sprayed B
If I smoke weed all day like Snoop do
I see the world different through my dialated pupils
If I buss dance moves on ya like Usher
Niggaz would say 50 that aint gangster, fuck ya
Man ima just keep doin' what I do..
Cuz niggaz cant do me better than I do

[Chorus]
Man I watch the sun go up and come down
Sayin.. what if?
Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out
Sayin.. what if?
Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off
Sayin.. what if?
Man if I get a shot, I can make it to the top
Damn.. what if?

[Verse]
What if I had blockbuster slips like Will Smith
And all the backpack niggaz love me like Mos Def
I probably be a cool ass nigga like Ice Cube
Picture me in the flick right now lookin' so cool
What if I was a low-key nigga just laid back
Hustle to keep a homie around somebody to hold a gat
Man what if Halle Berry was my nex baby momz
Shit I get that child support up with no problem
If I caught a case and jump bail like ??get caught??
Cuz im that nigga everybody know from New York
What if I was a new rap nigga you didnt know
You be sayin damn that kid got a sick flow
But if I just cruise through your hood on 22's
Bumpin Curtis Mayfield and Marvin "So Smooth"
And if I let the top down on the Azure
Yeah that'd make you sick to your stomach, im sure
Haha..

[Chorus]
Man I watch the sun go up and come down
Sayin.. what if?
Man I watch the tide roll in and roll out
Sayin.. what if?
Homie I play the block tryna get my packs off
Sayin.. what if?
Man if I get a shot, I can make it to the top
Damn.. what if?
 
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"What Up Gangsta Part 2"

"What Up Gangsta Part 2"



This is how a gangsta sing the star spangled banner
Pledge allegiance to the flag in a hardcore manner
Blue bandana, clip, oh nana
That nigga leaving what the fuck you do blood?
Red bandana, clip, oh nana
Big flashin’ ya clip, what the fuck you do blood?

It’s the return of that gangsta gully shit
Black Northface, braids up, under my black skully bitch
I still feel chills when the narcs come
My lil homie scrap the 40 we come around and spark something
Let off half a clip, make ya whip lay
You rock petty nigga shells, it hit ya make ya softer than whipped cream
Funny things are never how shit seems
You going HAM, we like damn, you don’t really want it man
We pop right up on you, gun in hand
This southside, muthafuckas get smoked here
We’ll see if ya still tough when the smoke clears
We at the hospital waiting to see the folks yeah

Blue bandana, clip, oh nana
That nigga leaving what the fuck you do blood?
Red bandana, clip, oh nana
Big flashin’ ya clip, what the fuck you do blood?

Nigga fuck that, you better put that work in
You don’t want to, cool, You could get hurt than
Red bandana, Blue bandana, clip, oh nana
What the fuck is up blood?
 
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"What Up Gangsta?"

"What Up Gangsta?"


G-Unit (What)
We in here (What)
We can get the drama popping
We don't care (What, what, what)
It's going down (What)
'Cause I'm around (What)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)

[Chorus: repeat 2X]
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Cuz? (What)
What up, Blood? (What)
What up, Gangstaaa?

[Verse 1]
They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Chokes me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, bright ring bigot bezzle
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)

[Chorus (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]

[Bridge]
We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around

[Verse 2]
I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I'll make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
Every chick I fuck with is a dime
I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas

[Chorus (2x)]

[Bridge (4x)]
 
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"When I Come Back (Freestyle)"

"When I Come Back (Freestyle)"


[Intro]
I'm back on this shit again
This time it's gon take a whole SWAT team to bring me in
I'm back on this shit again
I'm back on this shit again

[Verse 1]
I had the same vision cat had in '89
So all the work in Southside gon be mine
I got project protection, that's 10 grand a building
Some niggas say that's there spot we gon kill 'em
It's all simple math, now add it to automatic
It's filled to the tip of the clip I let it rip
Now run, cover your mother it's on cocksucker
Fuck around, have a peice of your brain blown
Hop up on that long Tre pound, flame throwin'
Now isn't this a beautiful day, look up
It's Angel skies in Pelican Bay
Surprise nigga we all dying,
It's quiet after niggas get blast on

[Hook]
Niggas get shooting at me, I'mma come back
I ain't let shit die down, I'ma come back
I don't give a fuck who outside when I comeback
Nigga don't go fucking with me if you don't want that

Niggas get shooting at me, I'mma come back
I ain't let shit die down, I'ma come back
I don't give a fuck who outside when I comeback
Nigga don't go fucking with me if you don't want that

[Verse 2]
I got a bad Dominican bitch, built like Buffy the body
Got a new coke connect, my mexican little mommy
Got a plan for the cops in the raincoat
Automatic shotgun banging I spray some
Look, I got an NBA bitch, see me ballin'
She pull up in that Bentley only 4 in the morning
I fuck like it's my last peice of pussy I'm on it
Bitch like Jiffy with the lube she want it
Suck the lights out me, I mean the life out me
I like the way she through it, like ain't nothing too it
Now nigga don't you dare trip over no bitch
After money, that's the number one reason to get hit
Fuck around

[Hook]
 
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"When I Pop The Trunk"
(feat. Kidd Kidd)

"When I Pop The Trunk"
(feat. Kidd Kidd)



Nigga no wait, no time box, no funeral
Just 9 shots, take top 5, plus big 4
You got 50, I love war

Who wanna box, with my ox, they wanna dump him
I wanna dump him
It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk
It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk [x2]

Think I got him, 10 shots, follow the trail of the blood drops
Fuck the police, better talk to allah arc
Nigga you bleeding bad, damn, you bleeding bad
Your Rolex soaked, like the cortex in your neck
It's gonna get dark
Where's the cops when you fucking need them?
That blood feeling your lungs boy I see you weezing
The harder you tryna run you mug leaking
You could have found something better to do this weekend
I got an arsenal burn your face off properly
Guns ammo, knife Rambo,
Nightmare, wake up on right there
You hellbound, hell yea

Who wanna box, with my ox, they wanna dump him
I wanna dump him
It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk
It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk [x2]

Talk that shit now I love it when you front
Eating all that pussy guess cat got your tongue
Open up your mouth when [?]
Buckshot come out the back of your neck like razor bumps
I'm too small to fight you can swing all you want
I box with the ox, you drop, I swing once
This is a sad scene, at least you die happy
Next lick eater looking like you was smiling at me
Damn Kidd Kidd, snuck at me and just stabbed me
Tell a nigga I'm grimy, bitch I'm from [?] street
If you holler gangsta shit, come get at me
I sprint like athletes in a track meet

Who wanna box, with my ox, they wanna dump him
I wanna dump him
It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk
It's click clack pop pop when I pop the trunk [x2]
 
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"When It All Goes Down (Freestyle)"

"When It All Goes Down (Freestyle)"


It go down, It go down, It go down
It go down, It go down
It go down, It go down, It go down
It go down, It go down

When it all goes down, and the clips run out
I bet I make history
I bet I make history

When it all goes down, and the cops come round
That murder’s a mystery
That murder’s a mystery

[50 Cent - Verse 1:]
It’s that gangsta shit, it sound stupid don’t it
Feel like Fifty, Flocka and Gucci on it
Move grams of this, move O’s of that
Move the muthafucking bricks, where the money at
Bitches scared huh, pussy, hold ya strength
When the beat pop off no controlling that
You wan’ call the cops
Run call the cops
Look nigga we don’t care if they comin’ or not
Got the pump in the trunk, nigga biting a lot
One buck shot clear the whole block
Had this bitch taped off make it so hot
Nigga with a 12 gauge I’m a sure shot
Call it shell shock when ya ass drop
Get it shakin’ like a muthafuckin’ rattle nigga
Go ‘head fuckin’ with me and be a casualty
You think a nigga bullshittin, then come and see

When it all goes down, and the clips run out
I bet I make history
I bet I make history

When it all goes down, and the cops come round
That murder’s a mystery
That murder’s a mystery

[50 Cent - Verse 2]
Now while you waitin’, all debatin’
Shouldn’t you niggas be retaliatin’
We laughin bout it, you cryin damn
Hit ya muthafuckin’ homie when his gun jam
His chest red, his back red
Man, that nigga there damn near dead
He coughin’, he weezin’
Man that nigga finna stop breathin’
His momma there, his daddy there
Hit him by the Escalade, get a caddy there
His shines on him, his dimes on him
Had hoes all in the club grindin’ on him
Niggas talkin’ bout it, keep talkin’ bout it
Cause they know nigga don’t give a fuck
Quit talkin’ bout it, for you talkin’ bout it
When the muthafuckin pigs show up

When it all goes down, and the clips run out
I bet I make history
I bet I make history

When it all goes down, and the cops come round
That murder’s a mystery
That murder’s a mystery
 
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"When It Rains It Pours"

"When It Rains It Pours"


[Intro]
Yeah..
Its 50
One shot, One kill, What's the deal?
Yeah, what's the deal?
Listen..

[Chorus]
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers, just because
Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours
Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours
End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

[Verse]
Aint nutin changed, niggaz doin the same old shit
Them new Hollow tips and them same old clips
In the projects niggaz fuck with the same old chicks
And somehow they still think there game so sick
Now i'm finna rip, niggaz know i'm about my grip
I dont trick man i barely even feed a bitch
She say im stingy, i said i dont need you bitch
Go ahead leave, see if i chase you, shiit
Tell your mami, i catch her on the street i'ma get her
She know i'm on parole, why she call police on a nigga
She jus' mad, cuz a nigga pockets all swoll'
When she asked to borrow sumthin', i said hell naw
I was tellin' the lil' homies all about this shit
So keep your mind on your money and dont trus no bitch
Keep your head high notes when them pigs came
But her ass kinda fat so niggaz treat her the same
This is real..

[Chorus]
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers, just because
Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours
Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours
End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

[Verse]
It was blood stains on my stoop when ??Eyeball?? got shot
When homicide outside, nigga i'm not
Its the third time niggaz dunn circled the block
Its money out now, yeah, but damn its hot
They love to catch a nigga on a direct sale
They say tell us who caught the body or you goin' to jail
Look if you know the drill you stay the fuck outta dodge
Say what's happenin' to the captain and what's up to the searg'
Fuck bein' in a cage man that shit for the birds
Charlie drunk drinkin' While Irish Row's on the curb
I know a spot fulla niggaz tryna get a few bucks
Hopin' then nutin' come out they gon' have um some luck
PH to the deuce, they stumbled off Matt
Lost his re-up money man that's all he had
Magazine from the store so he can look at the cars
And do pull-ups in the park on the monkey bars
Man it's fucked..

[Chorus]
Lil' homie, when it rains it pours
Hollow Tips and Talons, when it rains it pours
You caught in lead showers, just because
Niggaz aint playin', when it rains it pours
Niggaz get set up, cuz when it rains it pours
End up wed up, cuz when it rains it pours
It usually, goes down over money and whores
But lil' homie, in my hood, when it rains it pours

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[Gunshots, Sirens, Choppers, Rain, Thunder]
 
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