Lyrics:
back up in the club
Because you sippin on that Henny and
My bitch will get the semi
And you fuck with me I'm gon' let it off
I go off! Off in this bitch
This is for the grown and sexy
Excuse me, what's your name?
Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second?
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that
This is for the grown and sexy
Excuse me, what's your name?
Yeah, can I get my grown man on for one second?
'Cause I see some ladies tonight that
a hundred, you a dub (nothin')
Lookin' for me, I'm booked up (where you at?)
50 Cent, I'm in the club (hey)
Diamonds on my earlobe, ice on dyke (huh?)
That you wrote! Philly!
Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait up
Hold up, I ain't done yo, I got one mo'
What's in the trunk'll air
(ear) you if I let it fly,
steppin in
Straight flying when I hustle, that's how I represent
Bounce, if you feelin what I'm spitting up in your ear hole
I been rocking mics since I
, what what
What, what, what what
I'm gonna rock some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up, this is
a break but dying alone, run
(BOOM) in the outcome!
(WHAT?) Is a nigga like me! (hahaaaaa)
I hold down the Unit! I'm
A mothafuckin' G! - KHALED!
Raise ya
dick to blow up the pussy for the rest of the night
Then I return with more lyrics like a bunch of rough niggas
They tough niggas that snuff niggas
Just off the rip I ain't doing no tripping
Still posted up in fucking Salem niggas ain't playing with a nigga
Man you know what I'm saying
Rip I B G
that's Koopa, but he look like 50 Cent oh yeah
Well G-G-G-G-ge-ge-ge-get the hell out of here yeah
turn the key over
Pirellis on the street rolling like a steam roller
Bitches double team when I have my sleep overs
Yeah, Re-Up gang with the G-Unit
Move into the hood with all the O.G's That help me get paid homie, we a unit Doin it how a gangsta do it Run through it And stampede the block like bitch
yourself, cheap in Texas if you can drive past
Besides that, nigga current or make five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me)
Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
Yellow bands
Take a look at my wife oh!
What a beauty
What a trip it is
My mantras and my unit
They be psycho
For every time
That I got chased
By the 5'0's
And every
told 'em I'm really in the vibe
(In the vibe) if you devour me
It's a hell of a night keepin' me company
Fifty G's by my side if you devour me
It's
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
Trapped inside my head, like a bomb I'm tryna defuse it
Recycled thoughts I reuse it, 50 cent like g unit
Posted wit the gang, heavily acclaimed, we all
Mile, G-Unit's on my feet
Got a cherry lowrider in the N-why-see
Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen
Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggaz in Timbs
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
know about them Grapestreet Gangstas, G'd up
Rollin that weed up
Nigga get outta line, get shot stabbed jacked
Hit with a bat or beat up
Fuck that, we're
sometimes on her, you know what I mean?
Word, those days man, those, those were the good old days right there G
That shit was fun, lunchroom, see in
where i started sure ain't for me
the B.G.
that's the name I go by
test me
you die S Kangol why
hide out
at the club, slide out
ride out
yo'
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