Lyrics:
the lights in the city)
They don't wanna see the boys who came with me (came with me)
They don't wanna see us prosper, they envy (they envy)
Writin' notes
as Ginuwine
Congressional street scholar, professional street soldier
Intellectual Manitoba, California to Cuba, goodin' like Cuba
Goodin' gettin' blown like
gray
This is the blood of soldiers of which the streets are now paved
And there is no reimbursement for the price that we pay
While y'all home sleep
the all black Camero
50 G's on the seat, layin' next to my heat
I'm a Hot Boy to the police
And I'm a thug on the street
Yeah I score from Slim and B
10
warned them now they surely scared of us
seriously we party stay out the streets or face the territory
cowards of the hour sickened by my tower
[Master P]
G ride, homicide, hoo ride 4 deep
Thats how we late night creep
See in Cali' fools be gettin' their serve on
And at the side shows cars
when she grows up?
Aha, yeah, come on (the evil genius)
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Hailie (what?)
Come here, baby, bring daddy his Oscar (okay)
We're gonna
what's up Uncle Larell?
Gizzle tied in with all the G's from the streets to the jail (believe it)
They freed my nigga Eyes, Calliope kingpin
Big
Wasteland soldier, these are tha dayz of our livez
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
Come and look deeply in my eyes
I be
carried by the big six, domino
Backpack raps with gats in it
Don't get your cap peeled by the black menace
K Dot Thoroughbred
Move like a militant soldier
Young ass niggas they straight up thugged out
They killas like that little soldier boy cause we livin' in the killin' field
Tombstone soldier rest in
with killers and G's
the Last Don is known for slangin' and bangin'
thug niggas 3rd ward Caliope where we hangin'
ghetto's soldiers mercenary we
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
Grrr, arff arff
Over and over I done told ya boy
I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier boy
And when you gon' get it in your brain?
The gate's wide
duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
nobody
duckin' dodgin' the police penetetionary and daisy
protected by soldiers live my life smokin'
the ghetto bottles are broken and cast popped open
nobody
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
Slow down I can't take the heat
Slow down, it's wicked in these streets
soldiers, Halliburton workers make
Fourteen thousand dollars a month, privates earn thirteen G's a year
Plus two-twenty five extra, taking fire in combat
staying on go
You niggas better take notes
Infared beams with the scope
They say we upping the score
Sipping on tris got me throwed
Pints coming in by
staying on go
You niggas better take notes
Infared beams with the scope
They say we upping the score
Sipping on tris got me throwed
Pints coming in by
(Bone-Thugs-n-Harmony)
Bone (xalot)
Wasteland soldier, these are the days of our lives
I be struggling and hustling and thugging it forever
all boys and girls
Welcome to the land of T.H.U.G.S.
It's the start of a new millennium, and we on a mission
Rappin', makin' money made me put away
With diamonds and TRU tats
We make em say 'uhhhh'
An' 'how ya do that'
Third ward hustlaz
On these streets chasin' riches
Penetentury chances
Cause
Lil Wayne & T-Streets Talking:
Yeah! Nigga this the young god weezy
Baby what's ya name caddy? T-streets nigga
My nigga streets telling me he need me
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