50 cent
50 cent uh
Llod banks uh
Young Buck uh
Game n***a G UNIT
Haha its easy man its easy man
Ay yo I swith my hustle no more dice games
Or limosuine you see blood
In the snow after the shots in December
N***as is broke that's why they stay ice grillin
I'm in the aspens laughin snow mobilin
With a beautiful *****she chocolate athletic
A*s bigger then serena asks banks he seen her
Plus she hood she hood
She ain't hollywood remind me of trina
D's come shorti even down to hold my beretta
G stand for gangsta unit stand for u n***az in trouble
Better lock and load on the ground YEAH
I'm so sorry
N***az all *****ed up they ain't gettin money in the hood
I So Sorry
I lied to ya homie told ya id
Let you hold something if I could
I'm so sorry
50 talking：You know I could
But I don't wanna help you out n***a
I'm SO sorry
Game：
I'm in that 6 7 glass house
In and out of lanes
Murder on my mind
Old english runnin through my veins
I think about easy and it eases my pain
I drink a 40 ounce g unit soakin in the game
I came into this world both feet in the dirt
No purple label no button down shirt
No harm intended to subliminal disses
But hardcore seperate the men from the *****es
I would popped your a*s if I thought you was worthy
Lookin like boy george in that larry bird jersey
Buck pass the dutch I'm blowin that bob marley
Hop off the G 4 lets have a boston tech party G UNIT
50
I'm so sorry
You n***as don't sound that good
When you step in the booth
I'm So sorry
N***a I know it hurts but god d**nit
You know its the truth
I'm So Sorry
To see me do good its makin your punk a*s sick
I'm so sorry
That I ain't got room for all you n***as on my d**k
I'm so Sorry
Lloyd Banks：Yeah
A snap of a finger will make you guys cripple
I came up with s**tta n***a
I handle bars like a bicycle
Stars make your eyes trickle
As stiff as an icecycle
The muffalas the sounds of land that's why I whistle
File your status you know that's wrong
Before you go and put that foot locker noback on
Around here n***as get shot for performin that song
And h*es cut they eyebrows off and draw them back on
They try to merk me yo
That's why 50 bought me a trey pound
With a nose longer then pinnchio
Pop s**t I stroke your slut
And soon as her mouth open up what
Same color as coconut
50 Chorus3：
I'm so Sorry
You ain't from compton you ain't gotta flow like game
I'm so sorry
You ain't lloyd banks mixtape artist of the year man
I'm so sorry
You ain't young buck you don't let the gun buck son you butt
I'm so sorry
You get outta line ill personally come *****you up
Young Buck：
We don't chase no h*es
We dream about it while we makin dough
I'll have a hundred *****in hatiains come and cut your throat
I stood tuff to dough
N***as my ears to the street
I got n***as from your own hood workin for me
I got ya man out
You can't even bail your man out
We no real cuz the *****n***as stand out
Nobody gonna miss you when the dessert eagle hits you
Just do like pac said pour out a little liquor
Picture gettin your chest blown open
And no one there to save ya
You momma gotta wake up makin funeral arrangements
You kno who to play with and we ain't the ones
Thins G unit s**t is deeper than a prick
In your thumb motha *****as
50 talking：yeah I wanna take the time
Out to apologize to all yall n***as
That put out records this year
And didn't seel none I'm so sorry
Hahaha oh man I don't know how to explain it
How we get that money man haha
I just say s**t I swith my hustle motha *****a
