Yeah, uh, yeah

I like the way that sound

Now Check, n**** ya feelin' like a frog in a jump

One weed will bring you from the bottom the trunk

From the trunk to the dump

I'ma rain on 'em, put the chump a slump Like a rib shot

That's what the customers want

Don't cha, this ain't the typical story

Therefore I don't fall in the category I'm cool calm and collective

You con'in a Lexus

Blew chronic for breakfast

It match with the necklace Nines only down til' the rats wanna check this

Reckless, born treacherous warn specialist

Especially if you rest next to me

N**** come testin' me, you get the gun recipe These old n****z want the new born sound

Actin' like they don't know who holdin' New York down

Yeah, I used to buy Nick's, ten years later now

I'm super-fly slick without a roof on my whip, s*** I sip a hundred proof til' I'm ripped

And wave at the haters who got a root canal sick

Tell n****z 'Like to make a scene' so the llama's close

That kind of s*** don't fly like mumma jokes So they got 'em long-short, Old kinda toast

More out of left s***, trailers all around the coast

To places you get around by boat, I get a pound I smoke

I put 'em down them dope I'm real scope when I pass the block, I make traffic stop

A prodigal wave thing that make the apple rot

This apple jacks, be long before the platinum plaques

The Pro Tools and the wax Take a step back 'fore you catch a contact

The flows like an M-16 with an arm-strap

I'ma bomb on n****z until they can't bomb back

The Hiroshima demeanor, microphone crack All of s*** changed since a came

A lot came 'round here, f***in' up the game

Therefore I ain't servin' nothin' but the pain

You playin', I'm hungry than a mahf***er' mayn' Rob a store 'fore you walk around poor

'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you grown more

You fuelin' up the fire when you hate

So I'ma lean on ya' til' you make a mistake, I can't wait Until the curtains close

It's just me and Tony, in them purple O's

Indoor overload, drive like I own the roads

These n****z is p*** that's why my shoulders cold M by the toted bow, I'm ridin' filthy in the Beamer

'Cause I can have Lamina Calina bring to a mister meaner

You drown in deep water, any n**** around come

From the street corner, where you need your heat on ya I'm on the climb while my next CD climbs South side

Greedy Dine, red wine, DB9, NYPD grind

Why? It ain't an easy grind

A n**** try to get mine, I'ma feed him nine And it's graffiti time, n****az sprayin' ya mural

For try'na by a motherf***in' hero

I'm fresh, fly and flashy, best guy if you ask me

Jet by on the nasty, n**** you in a taxi All of s*** changed since a came

A lot came 'round here, f***in' up the game

Therefore I ain't servin' nothin' but the pain

You playin', I'm hungry than a mahf***er' mayn' Rob a store 'fore you walk around poor

'Cause you ain't gettin' nothin' from me, you grown more

You fuelin' up the fire when you hate

So I'ma lean on ya' til' you make a mistake, I can't wait Ha, ha, yeah, uh

G-Unit

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