I I I I I am the chapmion my friend friend friend friend and I'll keep on fightin' to the end end end end end end I I I I I am the champion, I am the champion gone is the loser 'cause I am the champion Guess who's back in the son of a bitch Undergroung king wit a gun on his hip Not the UGK like Bun B and Pimp C But I got the Ghost shooter bumpin' in the Bentley Ain't shit change with the guts in the Range No more Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, and Young Buck in my lane I'm a hood nigga for real, Motha-Fuck the fame Nigga I'ma get mine You can hate or love it but it's a thin line Between G-unot and G-unit Nigga talk shit catch one the hip FUCK beef in a rhyme 50 lied about his block, took mine I'm sure you got five, but he never took nine You rap like Trina blah, blah, blah Okay shut-up Let me see the wounds, show it to the world He got shot in the mouth and cried like a girl You sing like a girl And I gang bang so hard it'll bring back curls I'm tellin' yo fans don't believe that shit Tryin' to beef with The Game like he that sick his movie was trash and I went to see that shit Wit a camera and got it DVD that quick Chicken Little and Harry Potter the bootlake hell yeah we got em' two movie sfiftenn dollars wit no numbers on the bottom HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHA! CHICKEN LITTLE GET EM! I I I I I am the champion my friend friend friend friend friend and I I I I I'll keep on fighting to the end end end end end end I I I I I am the champion I am the champion I am the champion gone is the loser cause I am the chapmion OF THE WOOOORRRRLDDDD! YAOOO! Thanks to natasha for these lyrics
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I I I I I am the chapmion my friend friend friend friend and I'll keep on fightin' to the end end end end end end I I I I I am the champion, I am the champion gone is the loser 'cause I am the champion Guess who's back in the son of a bitch Undergroung king wit a gun on his hip Not the UGK like Bun B and Pimp C But I got the Ghost shooter bumpin' in the Bentley Ain't shit change with the guts in the Range No more Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, and Young Buck in my lane I'm a hood nigga for real, Motha-Fuck the fame Nigga I'ma get mine You can hate or love it but it's a thin line Between G-unot and G-unit Nigga talk shit catch one the hip FUCK beef in a rhyme 50 lied about his block, took mine I'm sure you got five, but he never took nine You rap like Trina blah, blah, blah Okay shut-up Let me see the wounds, show it to the world He got shot in the mouth and cried like a girl You sing like a girl And I gang bang so hard it'll bring back curls I'm tellin' yo fans don't believe that shit Tryin' to beef with The Game like he that sick his movie was trash and I went to see that shit Wit a camera and got it DVD that quick Chicken Little and Harry Potter the bootlake hell yeah we got em' two movie sfiftenn dollars wit no numbers on the bottom HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HAHAHAHAHA! CHICKEN LITTLE GET EM! I I I I I am the champion my friend friend friend friend friend and I I I I I'll keep on fighting to the end end end end end end I I I I I am the champion I am the champion I am the champion gone is the loser cause I am the chapmion OF THE WOOOORRRRLDDDD! YAOOO! Thanks to natasha for these lyrics
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