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Yeah
This
( Je je jeez nigar)
[Chorus:50 Cent]
Nigga you shit
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for a eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[Lloyd Banks]
You can't roll wit me I'm Lloyd Banks the one and only
not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
there ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
apple wasn't around so I had to let my brother know,
never stay in center, play the back and let your money grow,
most them nigga wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo,
south side jamaica nigga yeah that's where I come from,
if you see a nigga with me then there's more than one gun,
five straight soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one,
or even satisfied being another niggas dun-dun,
we all know friendships turn sour when you gettin it,
some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas shit,
smilein' all up in my face like I don't know them niggas sick,
but I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm gettin' rich.
[Chorus]
Nigga you shit on me , I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for a eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[Young Buck]
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga,
Came from the country, dirty south get it nigga,
Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel,
they said there was shootin', but they found no shells,
New york city, hell they throwin' niggas under jails,
I got love for them and I ain't even from there,
Now bust a shot for them boys on the block,
I can feel your pain nigga,
I'm still in the game nigga,
There somethin' bout the sound of a trey-pound,
That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay down,
See every time we round' ya hear some shots go off,
And niggas get there chains snatched when they try and show off,
Shoot outs in broad day we do it the mob way,
And come to find out these niggas is softer than shawty,
I'mma keep livin my life with a pistol in my
palm and a wrist full of ice,
you can call me the don muthafucka
[50 Cent:]
We got the high end
Some make one wrong move and ya dyin
Ain't no time for coppin in a plea and cryin
Cuz my niggaz ain't gone stop ridin
So you gone
[Chorus:50 Cent]
Nigga you shit on me , I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for a eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[50 Cent]
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya have it,
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it,
I'm alergic to the feathers on these bird ass niggas,
Front and I'll put ya brains on that curb fast nigga,
I ain't a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit,
Enough rounds for the Hk I don't play bitch,
Move like I'm militant back on that gorilla shit,
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't move me,
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled,
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles,
You fuck around I'll blow your brains on my new york times,
Run home turn to the sports section and read your mind,
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust,
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that black hurse,
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your wake fam,
View your body all banged up, you made a mistake man.
[Chorus X2]
Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for
Survive the shots or die nigga
You can't roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man I don't love a hoe
Apple wasn't around so I had to let my brother know
Never stay in center, play the back and let your money grow
Most them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo
South side Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I come from
If you see a nigga with me then theres more than one gun
Five straight soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one
Or even satisfied being another niggas dun-dun
We all know friendships turn sour when you gettin' it
Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas shit
Smellin' all up in my face like I don't know them niggas sick
But I can care less, I'm on the album and I'm gettin' rich
Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Walkin' and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga
Came from the country, dirty south get it nigga
Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel
They said there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells
New York City, Hell they throwin' niggas under jails
I got love for them and I ain't even from there
Now bust a shot for them boys on the block
I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the game nigga
There somethin' bout the sound of a Trey-Pound
That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay down
See every time we round' ya hear some shots go off
And niggas get there chains snatched when they try and show off
Shoot outs in broad day we do it the mob way
And come to find out these niggas is softer than Shawty
I'mma keep livin' my life with a pistol in my palm
And a wrist full of ice
You can call me the Don motherfucker
We want the eye 'n' son make one wrong move and your dyin'
Ain't no time for coppin' heat nigga ya cryin'
'Cause my niggas ain't goin'stop ridin', so you gone
Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya have it
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it
I'm alergic to the feathers on these bird ass niggas
Front and I'll put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga
I ain't a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit
Enough rounds for the H K I don't play bitch
Move like I'm militant back on that gorilla shit
Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't move me
I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles
You fuck around I'll blow your brains on my New York Times
Run home turn to the sports section and read your mind
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that Black Hurst
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your wake fam
View your body all banged up, you made a mistake man
Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, I'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
(Die nigga)
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