Lyrics:
'he noise)
Ay boy, hush up
Yuh block will get brush up (bang bang)
Shut the
Nuff ah dem see 5-0 and ah run go speak up
Load up the skully dem cah
Rag doll, livin' in a movie
Hot tramp, daddy's little cutie
You're so fine, they'll never see ya leavin' by the back door, mam
Hot time get it
Oh, Oh, Oh gGGG G-Unit
Yeah it's 50 Cent
And Lloyd Banks and Tony Yayo
Nigga (ha, ha) you got to love it
New York City
I've been doing my own thing
to blast off heat
Quik told me to be all I can be
Nate is my dogg him and warren g
They recognize the ridah in the drivers seat
And even 50 cent said
tide it 8 50 I's smoke tank
Rap terror whore crow and terror, true
Fly by the rivers but this is conspicuous
Bad Boys slipped in ninety-five
priced life nigga
Get it till you cant no mo
Shop till you cant no mo
10 on some new shoes
50 on the boy
100 on some new jeans
And give a fuck bout
[50 Cent] + (Tony Yayo)
(Yeah, yeah) Yeah (G-UNIT!!)
My Polo on (check) my Dolce on (check)
It's my crew and Polow Da Don
I get that kitty ma
brown, stick around"
"But as you black, oh brother, get back get back get back"
Me and a man was workin' side by side
This is what it meant
They was
Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about fifty of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best
That's why you gotta watch your friends you
Got to watch me they conniving, shit
The first chance to crack the bank
They try me, all they get is 50 cent
dont get moved by the tools
battle wounds on ya shoes wait
control ya hate
u aint ridin in dem 6s
(WHY?)cause u spendin all ya CAKE on dem bitches
I need
Aguilera
My jewelry too loud, home boy, I can't hear ya
I need about fifty of them bricks of the topic
They know we run the streets, man, them boys best
With my bucks and checker boots I was really steppin' tough
With my fringed suede jacket I was just about tough enough, ya'll
But I couldn't get this
hard liquor
Some vodka that'll jump start my heart quicker
Then a shock when I get shocked at the hospital
By the doctor when I'm not cooperating
50 Cent
Shady, Aftermath, The Dream Team
We gotta get the get well cards
Niggas is sick, feel this
Motion picture shit
Now don't think I won't
the times that them niggas tried to write me off
Had to make sure that the whole gang straight
Aha, I'ma get it anyway (oh)
Aha, I'ma get it anyway (ya
G-Unit (buck), we in here (buck)
We can get the drama poppin', we don't care (buck-buck-buck)
It's goin' down (buck), 'cause I'm around (buck)
50
you by and by.
Get away from that window, my love and my dove. Get away from that window, don't ya hear?
Come some other night for there's gonna be
wanna ride with a nigga
50 Cent
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
to seem nigga
(yeah) you don't seem nigga, yeah nigga
Right? Kayslay, Whoo Kid 50 Cent, new shit
My nigga Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, G-Unit
Niggas, niggas,
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
and sneaky as a cat
And belligerent when they'd speak
One night the oldest brother said ya'll meet in the Wooly Swamp later
We'll get old Lucias' money
Yuh, knahmtalkinbout
We over here in the Gridiron, three in the mornin'
This song here is dedicated to all them boys that put it down befo' us
a it abroad
Squander yuh money now yuh livin' like dog
Boy get deport come dung inna one pants
Bruk an' have no money
But mi nuh response
No
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