Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
[50 Cent]
Yea... Niggas salute me
Uh huh
[Tony Yayo]
We takin over this shit
(50 Cent)
Yo
[Tony Yayo]
G Unitttt
[50 Cent]
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
[Tony Yayo]
Whatcha say whatcha say?
[50 Cent]
G Unit solider
(gun cocks)
Ride out
[Lloyd Banks]
Yea... Yea...
I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin
For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks)
We gamble on ball courts
Keep the paint peelin
You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin
I'm stuck in the past
Shit changed since the 80s (What)
I know ladies, that got babies wit babies
Out here it's basketball and speedbags
And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag
[Tony Yayo]
You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up
And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo)
Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top
While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top
So never show love wit ya left hand
You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)
(50 Cent)
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
G Unit solider
(gun cocks)
Ride out
(Tony Yayo)
Home of the new right here
(50 Cent)
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
[Lloyd Banks]
Nigga... Nigga
Niggas know I'm hot
But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)
Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)
I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly
Now my G Unit niggas don't ride bikes
Don't pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt)
I aint straight I'm livin where it's hot and sandy
And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy
I bounced up, that's the best part
You niggas don't know what pain is
The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)
[Tony Yayo]
Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open
Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else)
Listen homie
We got aks and Remintons
For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians
Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball
So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall
Gettin oral s** she bless the huey all night
She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick
(50 Cent)
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
[Tony Yayo]
50 whatcha say??
(50 Cent)
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
G Unit soliders
(gun cocks)
Ride out
(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)
Yea... G Unit man..
We runnin the streets man
We takin this rap shit over man
This serious man it's more then rap nigga
Mention this nigga 50 name nigga
I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga
That's my nigga right there
Yea... It aint a game no more
Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks
Same go for them nigga
Blow ya fuckin head off nigga
G Unit klick
My nigga Proav L
Yea.. He.. The whole fuckin hood
134 nigga
We got yall nigga
Yea... Uh.. Uh
[Tony Yayo] Yea... Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo [50 Cent] Yea... Niggas salute me Uh huh [Tony Yayo] We takin over this shit (50 Cent) Yo [Tony Yayo] G Unitttt [50 Cent] G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Tony Yayo] Whatcha say whatcha say? [50 Cent] G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out [Lloyd Banks] Yea... Yea... I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin for the feelin For houses wit Tvs hangin from the ceilin (Lloyd Banks) We gamble on ball courts Keep the paint peelin You either play ball or rap if you aint dealin I'm stuck in the past Shit changed since the 80s (What) I know ladies, that got babies wit babies Out here it's basketball and speedbags And guns that'll stiffin you up like freeze tag [Tony Yayo] You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up And walk around town wit your whole fuckin re-up (Yayo) Flashin singles, wit the 20s on top While I'm ridin on 20s in the juky drop top So never show love wit ya left hand You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on) (50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out (Tony Yayo) Home of the new right here (50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Lloyd Banks] Nigga... Nigga Niggas know I'm hot But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh) Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on) I see you ballin and ya rocks is chilly Now my G Unit niggas don't ride bikes Don't pop-a-wheelie (blaaadt) I aint straight I'm livin where it's hot and sandy And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy I bounced up, that's the best part You niggas don't know what pain is The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark) [Tony Yayo] Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin (what else) Listen homie We got aks and Remintons For niggas in the hood playin cowboys and indians Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall Gettin oral s** she bless the huey all night She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick (50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out [Tony Yayo] 50 whatcha say?? (50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out (Lloyd Banks talking over beat) Yea... G Unit man.. We runnin the streets man We takin this rap shit over man This serious man it's more then rap nigga Mention this nigga 50 name nigga I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga That's my nigga right there Yea... It aint a game no more Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks Same go for them nigga Blow ya fuckin head off nigga G Unit klick My nigga Proav L Yea.. He.. The whole fuckin hood 134 nigga We got yall nigga Yea... Uh.. Uh Explain Request ×
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