[Verse 64: Oun-P]
You're Saving up for Christmas in July, where the summer went?
Christmas don't mean nothing when you dead before the summer end
You want the sun but it's really raining and it's thunderin'
The ones on top don't really care about the ones that's under them
(N***as don't care 'bout you)
I can take ya bitch in a sec
The way she throw it back I stored her under "Mitchell & Ness"
Truthfully it was nothing for me to get her undressed
Address me, watch how quick a n***a gеt your address

[Verse 65: Page Kennedy]
Last time I took it light on you, Vitiligo
To the shit that I go, jumpin' on you, bе like Michael
Give this kid an ISO, watch how I go psycho for thirty
He put you before or after me, Slay did you dirty
Left you in the waters that shark-infested
The shots fired are contested
When you got caught it was an afterthought
After Asher Roth, after all the other n***as was rapping their asses off

[Verse 66: Prayah]
All metal in the air like we bench-pressing
Send sixty, he'll be gone in 10 seconds
GemStars start cutting like I spin records
Getting money, big Cubans, no thin necklace
Put me next to Pun, next to B.I.G
Bought a couple hammers and an extra crib
Put the snub to your front, I'm trying to stretch your wig
Spin the block on you n***as like the Exorcist, uh
[Verse 67: Tony Yayo]
I used to take the Amtrak as a rookie
I used to put 100 grams all in her pussy
Revengeful and calculated, move like a deer, kill like a lion
In the jungle where the bears real quiet
N***a, I'm like a virus that you can't contain
G-Unit's the gang, we in the rap hall of fame
Color code the Range, Dior gold chains
I hold an FN and shoot out your brain

[Verse 68: BK (Double X Posse)]
Yeah, my name is BK, so I pop smoke
Can't be mad at this eight-bar strategist
Two Xs, no Malcolm in front of either
We different, I want money and you want a diva (Trick)
Mercedes 600 and I stay flame
With icy chains, I always stay paid (Facts)
The ladies love my ways
Approach the stage, it's BK and Rothchild, Sugar Ray!

[Verse 69: Ray Rothchild (Double X Posse)]
The hard razor or the TEC
The C4 underneath the floor or the rope around your neck
The task force see me like a threat
I'm sharp with them F1 carats hanging heavy on my neck
I will go to war for respect
Your whole bloodline'll disappear motherfucker, that's a threat (What?)
The presidential lit with the drip lookin' wet
It's Rothchild, n***a, Glitterati is the set