[Styles P]
This a Supa Mario and Poobs production

I know that you pussy
Cause you ain’t the same if police is around nigga
I know that you pussy - I know that you pussy
Cause you ain’t the same if police is around nigga

Listen my niggaz, I ain’t with all that riffin my niggaz
Load 9 bullets and hit you, have you shittin my niggaz
Niggaz bodies out New York but they lettin they mouths ride
Been a long time since y’all been on the South side
Y’all niggaz wanna count what we got, y’all niggaz industry
Cornball I get most my shit from the block
But it’s funny I can switch up my watch, plus switch up my car
Got a house in a real cool spot
But you never gon’ see me on “Cribs”
I’m a criminal, can’t let them grimy niggaz see where I live
Cause they might kick in the door, lookin for the piff and the raw
But all they gon’ get’s the fifth and the four
“All Eyez on Me” like Mr. Shakur
Knockin the Whispers in the Cadillac, sit on velour
I adapt to my habitat, give me a four
With a fully loaded clip, a bitch that drive stick
that can roll a thai stick, definitely on some high shit
Ma I’m ’bout to cut up this Yayo
Bring 50 to the Bank then Buck at these a-holes
But, I don’t wanna blam they click
They don’t stand a chance and I’ma come cleaner like the dance to this shit
Them niggaz aight, but tell Yayo to vamoose
Let me set you, check you, 50 don’t respect you
On the radio he said your baby mom was a Deuce
I was sittin on the bunk like damn he a punk
Don’t make me off niggaz y’all snitches is soft niggaz

What? I’m just fuckin around wit y’all niggaz
I ain’t tryin to catch a case
I know that you pussy, police is wit’chu
Security or somethin, I ain’t gon’ risk it my niggaz
Case you ever fell jumpy leave the cops at home though
Y’know? ONE
The Ghost, ha ha ha!
I know that you pussy {M-M-Mario?}

São 03:40 da manha vou dormir e logo mais eu acordo

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Se a decisão não for revertida, empresa vai deixar de ter as suas ações negociadas na Bolsa já no início da próxima semana.

A SCO foi informada nesta quinta (20/09) que “será retirada da lista da Nasdaq no próximo dia 27 de setembro de 2007, com a possibilidade de apelação”. A informação está em comunicado oficial da empresa divulgado para a imprensa.

A retirada é resultado do pedido de falência (Chapter 11) feito pela SCO em 14 de setembro.

A SCO pediu uma audiência para apelar contra a decisão da Nasdaq e pode reverter a retirada de suas ações se puder convencer ao painel qualificatório da Nasdaq – um grupo independente de especialistas no segmento – de que tem um plano viável de negócios para a reestruturação da empresa, disse Wayne Lee porta-voz da Nasdaq.

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[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
It ain’t my fault

[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I’m hot I breaks it down
It ain’t my fault, you can’t break it down the way I break it
down

[Verse 1- 50 Cent]
Listen you can call me what you want, black and ugly
But you can’t convince me the Lord don’t love me
When my cds drop, they sell the best
You call it luck, why can’t it just be I’m blessed
I’m a trackstar, runnin’ through life, chasin’ my dream
Best deal I made was tradin’ the mic for that triple beam.
I zone off thinkin’ is there really heaven or hell
So what happens to a changed man who dies in a cell
I need no answers to these questions, cuz time will tell
Got a date with destiny, she’s more than a girl
Don’t much good come from me, but my music
Is a gift given from God so I’ma use it (Yeaaah!)

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
It ain’t my fault

[Bridge]
I just reach for style, I’m hot I breaks it down
It ain’t my fault, you can’t break it down the way I break it
down

[Verse 2- 50 Cent]
Some days, I’m in the crowd all by myself
Bunch of niggas around I’m still by myself
I’m drink off in the crowd, by myself
Thinkin’ bout nothin’ more than life, what else
These days its hard to tell who really cares for me
So you when hear this song, you should say a prayer for me
I put a message in my music, hope it brightens your day
If times are hard, when you hear it, know you’ll be okay
A O.G. told me God’s favorites have a hard time
You out the hood, that’s good now stay on the grind
I’m a spunge, knowledge and wisdom, I absorb fast
I’m in a class by myself, you do the math

[Chorus]
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God gave me style
God gave me grace
God put a smile on my face
Haha, God put this smile on my face
God made me shine like the sun
God make me shine like the sun
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one
Sometimes I feel like I’m the one

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[Intro]
Nah
Yeah, yeah leave the hissin in, Don’t take the hissin out
We gon keep this one all the way gangsta
I mean, you mutha fuckas don’t realize, how real this shit is man
I mean, people always gonna try and get over on you
But protect what’s yours, protect your family, protect what’s right
Ya Dig!

The story starts off, lil boy black in the ghetto
No matter what he does it’s back to the ghetto (ghetto)
No choice but to adapt to the ghetto
So he adapts the ghetto
Yes, the crack and the metal
He took no days off, for gettin this cocaine off
He ran back and forth so much he pissed Jose off
Now Jose was the cocaine boss
Straight from Columbia, his cocaine soft
But Jose was out fuckin his sister
Hittin shorty off cuz’ he had love for his sister
And shorty had no love for his sister cuz’ sister was sniff up everything Jose gives her
But shorty had a plan for them both
Cuz’ he was good at handlin coke and Jose liked that
Problem was, he was pitchin for the dudes down the street
You know, Cj, Big Boo, and Meleke
Meleke was a killa, Boo was a killa
Cj, well he’s just anotha nigga
Despite the fact, they didnt like the fact, that he was close to Jose and he might just rat
And bein that he was a bitch and he aint know when its here
They set it up to get him there n hit him there
But shorty was smart, so before they got to load up n spark he said hold up my heart
Please, then he said Please, look up in my bag, there’s cook up in my bag
It’s all good up in my bag
And there’s more where that came frome
It came from Jose, believe me there’s more where that caine from
So they let him go thinkin he would tell them where Jose kept the heavy coke
But instead he told Jose bout that
And we all know Jose bout that
Next thing we know we see Jose slouch back
And he said there’s no way out that
He said shoot em ima blow they house back
Next day Jose sent the 2-way out town
And next minute someone blew they house down
Jose think shorty on his side
But he don’t know shorty on his side
So shorty called Jose, like listen, it’s going down I need more cocaine
So they met up, it was a set up
Guess who? Cj, Meleke and Boo speed up
You shoulda seen the look on old man’s face
You neva seen a look on no man’s face
Told him no mans great, and it’s no man’s place
To fuck with no man’s fam
And he said where’s my sister before I kill you
The End

[Outro] The story’s over man (over man)
They all kinda end like that man, ya dig
You see, I told this story because I kinda feel like, every hood, everybody, everybody gotta lil boy fresh and them somewhere
Weither it’s right next door, across the hall
Up the block, down the block, around the corner
I mean, you see, you see we all see the same shit, just through diffent eyes
You surprised? Don’t be man, It’s just real shit
Holla at ya boy dipset, AYE!

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