[Verse 46: Haddy Racks]
300 n***as, you still can't get in my league
If it's on sight, I'm still gon' pull out a squeeze
And you know where my gang is at
Man, the only borough that got there where the name is at
This ain't the place for a n***a to front
I seen a rapper get killed after doing his publicity stunt
Haddy Racks stay with it, even pray with it
Go and kill an opp and then tell the cops the AK did it

[Verse 47: Kid Capri]
200 deep, 200 playin' for keeps
200 animals eating like 200 cannibals
200 reasons why you gonna need 200 guys
200 times for 200 miles, this is why
I'm 200 with everything that I do
Kid Capri the undisputed, party rock is the truth
200 millions what I'm thinking when they'll step in the booth
200 people wanna stop me whеn I'm 200 proof, 200 dudes

[Verse 48: Bynoe]
Too aged to skin a cat
Got the mufflеr on the MAC
Still keep a scalpel close, I rip a n***a
Gymnastic tryouts, I get to flipping n***as
2-1-3, Kawhi clipping n***as
At the playoff P, whip the yo in the pot
Caught me made off beat, you not a shooter
You a stand sucker-ass groupie
Oh, you fly, you got shot, that Dapper Dan Gucci
[Verse 49: Kool Keith]
Type of guy to rip a rapper whole skull off
Rollin' like a bowling ball, down to Grand Concourse
Y'all on force, spittin' bars in your pink drawers
My 45 put your paragraphs in the morgue
I fucking shoot 'em off the backboard, James Harden
Pros cook, ladies come, taste big sausage
They wordplay can't do it 'cause they teeth rotten
I tell a limo driver, bomb, I'ma keep shoppin'

[Verse 50: King Card]
Yo, a certain type of n***a ain't gon' like this
You rather die, n***as almost die, they ain't ride six
Once you pick a side, you gotta stay in it
You can't side switch, you out here fuckin' with everybody
Like a fly bitch, they say if the shoe fit, wear it
I say take this all out and make this size fit
Terms and conditions, it's in the fine print
It's King Card, you n***as still call me "Card switch"
Ice box between the look and my armpit

[Verse 51: B-Real]
On it at the West Coast
The ballin' motherfucker named Green Thumb
I got the pack game locked if you need some
Another payday, don't care about what they say
Rollin' up the bully, breathe the flavors with Kay Slay
It's a mayday, mayday, you goin' down
I'm on vacay workin' on my third round
You take L's but I smoke 'em
He was talkin' really loud until I broke 'em
[Verse 52: Herb Da Gruff]
Ayo, 200 n***as on the track
198 n***as gettin' bodied, that's facts
Winners smoke clear and be gruffin' spit
We the zone, holdin' throne, n***as fuck my dick
Southport stands with my medal in hand
Ain't a bitch with a hand, don't let me off the blam
Drug money, federal scams, bad bitch gettin' hand a lamb
Gruffle gangsta, you know who I am

[Verse 53: Stan Spit]
Rollin' 200 deep, why would I do that?
When these rappers get shot and won't shoot back
Who that, streaming murder, I don't believe you
Kay say "Slay, you n***as, I won't leave you"
Who gon' be the next sayin' "Rest in Peace" to
Go 'head, n***a, act tough, I don't need no backup
But don't get wrapped up before the yearly rap-up
And don't be the one that's getting stitched and patched up

[Verse 54: Kick Gunz]
I only got ace, so I'ma get straight to it
Like, if I put the barrel in your face, you know I'm gon' use it
Ever shows you love, better not abuse it
I speak true lango, this is more than music
I got that Godfather flow, dawg, wonder Marko
200 deep, but I'm using solo bolo
Photo mack Kodak, you know my mack is black
Why them suckers play the front, real n***as in the back