Lyrics:
(Chorus- Banks)
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat)
(50 Cent-between Banks)
G-Unit nigga that's what's up
and any kind of disorder
The new fearless types, as
Represented by Fifty
Move in the opposite direction
They find that the chaos of the times suit's
Their
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Tray pound's in
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around it's bad news
Trey pound's
Lloyd Banks in the house, bad news
Tony Yayo in the house, bad news
50 cent in the house, bad news whenever 50 around its bad news
Tray pound's in
the crowded blocks
Just in case a nigga wanna act out
I just black out, and blow they motherfuckin back out
That's real
We the realest nigga
50 Cent
but ain't worth half the cake
Have me runnin' from Jake, in a GS with bad brakes
They want to knock me take for Christ sakes
50 Cent, let's see if
nigga (haha, haha)
You gotta love it, New York City (haha)
[ Chorus - 50 Cent singing ]
I been doin' my own thang
You can tell by the stones on my neck,
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
[Intro / Chorus: 50 Cent]
Yeah.. I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me
You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around
I know you don't love me,
Nobody loves me, nobody cares
I dreamed about a life but I'm livin' in a nightmare
Paranoid schizo, set back, snowbound
Bad news psycho, heart
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
Flavor Flav
give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em
(Give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em, give it to ‘em)
50 Cent got that shit that made them “girls go wild,
state's forty cents
in New York City fifty cents elsewhere
It makes no goddamn sense at all
America's oldest continuously published daily piece of bullshit
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
Nigga don't act like a bitch! (Ha ha!)
That's why I never love a bitch! (Yeah!)
50 Cent, Too $hort and E-40 say bitch! (Remix!)
She sucked me off,
country boys sayin', "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own bad guy (bad guy)
It's easy
country boys sayin', "50 we feeling you, mane"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own bad guy (bad guy)
It's easy
Purple Rain, baby, stupid
Reproduced and directed by 50 Cent
Starring Curtis ''50 cent'' Jackson
Clifton Powell, Treach, Gabriel Casseus
Sasha
Delvalle,
and never come back if I could
[Chorus (50 Cent & The Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go
York New York big city of dreams
But everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
But I'm down by
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta
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