50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Young Buck, Game
G G G G G G G G G G G-Unit!

See I'm A City Boy, Man I Ain't from the south
50 Cent Man Ya n____z Yall Know Wat I'm About
I'm Bout My Money Mayne, I'm On The Paper Chase
I Have Doc Tyin Yo Face Like A Shoe Lase
See I Don't Play No Games, I Cut Ya Up Mayne
I Get Tired Of Hearin You Talk, I f___ Ya Up Mayne
You See Me In The Club, You Know A n____ Strap
Picture Me Partyin, Playin Games, Without My Gat

(Young Buck)
They Say The Clubs A Death Trap
Cuz n____z Be Beefin, And they be thinkin its cool,
So That Be Right Were They Be Left At
Wonder Why I Dress Black
Cuz Aint No Tellin Were I Gotta Bust This Tech At
That Click Clack! Mean Get Back Or Get Hit
Them n____z Tried To Rob Me But They Ain't Get s___
Quick Wit The 4-5 n____ Take That
And Call Game, Tell Him Scoop Me In The May Back
G Unit

(Chorus)
Y'all n____z Ain't f___in Wit Us
Y'all Aint f___in Wit Us
Homie!
Y'all Ain't f___in Wit Us
Y'all Aint f___in Wit Us

(Lloyd Banks)
It's 2004,
New Pound In The Drawer
Blue Powder Is All,
With Jewels Outta The Store
The Flashy, Playboy Fools Try To Ignore
Y'all Gon Make Me Build A Pool Outta The Floor
Before You Come Acting Wild
Ask Saddam For Advice
Cuz You Gon Be In The Ground For A While Now
My Weed Is Exotic, f___ Wit The Basics
Purple Haze Got My a__ Stuck In The Matrix

(Chorus)
Y'all n____z Ain't f___in Wit Us
Y'all Aint f___in Wit Us
Homie!
Y'all Ain't f___in Wit Us
Y'all Aint f___in Wit Us

(Game)
When I'm in MIA
I'm Wit My Hatian Crew
Any Beef Wit G-Unit
n____z Will Eat You Like Jamaica Food
A Year Ago I Was Makin Moves
The Closest I Ever Been To N.Y Was Krush Groove
Now I Walk Through Manhattan
Pants Saggin Me And Chi Money
Tryin To Get 50 To Put On A Pair Of Khakis
We f___in n____z Up From Compton To Queens
Write What You Want You Still Can't Sell Your Magazine b____!

(Chorus)
Y'all n____z Ain't f___in Wit Us
Y'all Aint f___in Wit Us
Homie!
Y'all Ain't f___in Wit Us
Y'all Aint f___in Wit Us

G G G G G G UNIT!

Theres A Price On Your Head m_________er

n____ I'm Here To Gad Dammit Take The Hit 50 Wat You Want Me To Do n____ Lets Ride

n____ Only Worth A Buck Anyway I'll Kill Him For A Dollar

Its All Hood Game You In The Game n____ Come To Riches And The b____es and The Fame

See You In The Streets I'll Knock Your b____ a__ Out

G-Unit n____ And Yayo Home b____!

G G G G G G G G G UNIT!

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