Lyrics:
Som' for the hood, ya know, yeah
Nuttin' crazy, little som' som'
Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio
I sit and twist the lye just to get high
Niggas is
Yea
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
Yea
Niggas salute me
Uh huh
We takin over this shit
(50 Cent)
Yo
G Unit
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
[H] Yeah
[50] Yeah
[H] It's real, it's real
[50] Yeah
[H] Got 'em
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Bump that - niggaz try to stunt on my clique
Then when I get
rolling with a swollen bowling ball in my bag
You need a fag and tear a new hole in my ass, you better love me, bitch
(Chorus)
(50 Cent)
My buzz is
up
Then have to tuck 'em in when I pop up
Niggas in the hood sayin' "50 grimy"
'Cause they hit me with consignment and now they can't find me
If
50 Cent: G-UNIT
Announcer: MTV News on MTV 2
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New Shit tony Yayo, 50 Cent c'mon
Bump Dat niggas try to stunt on my click
Then when I get on that shit
I bring it to 'em where they pump at
12
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
I'm'a
a gift
So nuh badda wreck it
50 Cent, him a tell dem fi check it
Let's get money, niggas like my style
I'm chipped up
Still I won't hesitate to shoot your
[Intro]
Yeah, let's take 'em back
Uh huh
[Verse 1 - 50 Cent]
Comin' up I was confused, my mama kissin' a girl
Confusin' occurs, comin' up in
"Oh No"
I get to tripping, slap the clip up in my 44
Shit I been through in my hood made my heart cold
I get to popping off that thing like I'm loco
this hustla with street knowledge
9 to 5
Still fliping twenties on the side
Try to get by the feints
I'm making dollars out of fifty cents
Got
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
It's 50 Cent starring as Game
It's autobiographical
I hope you enjoy yourself
50 callin me crazy, I might be just maybe
I'm gangsta, I'm crippin', Damu,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
(uh-huh)
Now Peter Piper picked peppers, and Run rocked rhymes
I'm 50 Cent, I write a little bit, but I pop 9s (brrt)
Tell niggas, get they money right,
watch a hoe, I watch the grams go
Watch the stash grow, straight cash flow
I'm a hundred time bigger than
Preme in his prime
100 mill in my account
on some hood shit)
Every time I roll up, niggas holla, "Roll up"
Then I tell 'em hold up, you ain't gettin' money
You ain't smoking in my Benzo, 20
yo head will get whipped lil nigga
Fifty cent for nine shots your body get dropped knock you off the block lil nigga
Headed straight to the top while
"Everybody don't always make it
But there's always that guy back in
The hood that was the
Shit and inspired the people that
Did make it" Meek Mill
By the time
'niggas in the hood so we stay surveying
We know life ain’t a game but we’re still playing
When I heard he was dead my mind was straying
In my head it was
to get popped by a cop?
Who the next n**** in the hood to get shot?
I hope it ain't me, so I'm strapped up in bulletproof
N**** on my stomach see -
that thang, thang
Yo, in my hood we was taught not to say who shot ya
See the flash, you heard the shot, you feel the burnin', I got ya
Say a prayer
"take your clothes off!"
Ayo, the Devil planted fear inside the black babies
Fifty cent sodas in the hood, they going crazy
Dead meat placed
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