Lyrics:
gangstas 'ill be here 'till the curl come back
This is our world, land of the gangsta macks
Controlled by the blue and red rags
Out here we ain't into ice
glide
She askin me why I don't get high
Cause bitch I make 50 off a 3 point 5 (n dats wats up)
[Chorus]
You see me nigga say wats up
Wanta be me
But wherever we go you gotta deal wit us (deal wit it)
All my gangstas, put ya hands up (put 'em up)
All my hot girls, back dat ass up (back it up)
my
100's on the top and my 50's in between, I'm
Winning bitch I'm winning bitch I think I'm Charlie Sheen
My cake turn't up cookies you ain't never
you tough
I got ten on me now, trust that I can get you touched
A hunnid' steps ahead, trust that you can't get in front of me
Feel like 50 Cent, I got
of Kanye West and 50 Cent
Dropping on the same day, couldn't wait for our pay day
Me and my boys had a job, we worked the same place (T-Dot)
Worked for
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
nigga, 50 Cent nigga
What-what nigga
nigga
South side till I die
Mississippi
Weak bitch
This hot shit by David Banner
Your ain't gotta go no where nigga
I'm up in this city, you can
for sale or rent
Rooms to let, fifty cents
No phone, no pool, no pets
I ain't got no cigarettes
Two hours of pushin' broom
Buys a eight by
they still feel us
It's real business, y'all ain't caught the concept (bitch)
You're talking nonsense to walking bomb threats
Contacts was blown by
are souvenirs, niggas always take 'em home.
You got blown over the jack? (that ain't gangsta)
Your man ran when you got clapped? (that ain't
the victim ain't point
These niggas pigs I think I heard a oink
Move like the talibans we on point
Can't give a nigga know chance
The way dat we step is
Remember when I middle manned them saccs I pinched
Now they know I'm da plug they buy it by da zip
Nigga I could touch a band off 50 cent
I Don't feed into
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
by the case loads
We leanin like dem Texas boys and we don't karo dat shit we ain't tryna stretch it boy and if you know me you
Know me from gettin
[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
why you keep that tool like dat?
Why you move like dat? I hit the club 50 deep (aye, aye)
How you get so high like dat?
Why your eyes like dat
Dillinger]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I here to replenish opponents, you gangstas
Ain't nothin goin on but the crazy DPG Unit, BA-BAY!
Who that nigga you love
Dillinger]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I here to replenish opponents, you gangstas
Ain't nothin goin on but the crazy DPG Unit, BA-BAY!
Who that nigga you love
this bitch we never switch stay on point
droppin that gangsta shit.
Stay on point like a nail watch a nigga excel
my gangsterism aint bout prison
my thang
Since I left ain't too much changed, still
I'm representin' for them gangstas all across the world
(Still) hittin' them corners in them
Ludacris, ya boy was doin' this
Before Snoop Dogg, I put rabbits in the morgue
Before Dr. Dre, I was out in L.A.
Before 50 Cent, I was sittin' on Enz
When
ain't in either
I thank the lord
Ain't believing
Nun of dat gangsta shit you talkin
Put it on da floor
Growing up
I was straight
Ain't want for nun
But
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