G-Unit Lyrics
G-Unit Lyrics
"Banks Workout Lyrics"
This Time Lyrics
You knew this day would come You are not the only one The world will be the same when you're gone The way you look at me Is full of disbelief You never wanted me to be there for you How does it feel No one to lean on And hey let me tell you This time no one can save you This time you're going down for good This time no one can save you This time you're going down alone Your place in my mercy seat Disappears in a heartbeat That's the only thing you can count on
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
[Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS)
These niggaz don't really want war (nah)
They just walk around frontin
Cause I walk around stuntin
Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea)
If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door
I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh)
Fuck livin positive, cause negativity spreads faster
A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car
Cause big hits come flyin through ya door like Casper (WOO)
I'm smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar
Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh)
Not the type to go spark metal in
Start thinkin you gangsta cause you hit a park yellow van (yea)
Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man
Talk t
You knew this day would come You are not the only one The world will be the same when you're gone The way you look at me Is full of disbelief You never wanted me to be there for you How does it feel No one to lean on And hey let me tell you This time no one can save you This time you're going down for good This time no one can save you This time you're going down alone Your place in my mercy seat Disappears in a heartbeat That's the only thing you can count on
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
[Lloyd Banks] + (50 Cent IN CAPS)
These niggaz don't really want war (nah)
They just walk around frontin
Cause I walk around stuntin
Why you think the long pump is in the trunk for (yea)
If you really want somethin we can show up at your front door
I know my history, my family tree done said "master" (uh-huh)
Fuck livin positive, cause negativity spreads faster
A celebrity has ta, bulletproof his car
Cause big hits come flyin through ya door like Casper (WOO)
I'm smokin out the jar (jar) scopin out the bar
Distracted see shorty breast pokin out the bra (uh-huh)
Not the type to go spark metal in
Start thinkin you gangsta cause you hit a park yellow van (yea)
Act hard but ya heart made a marshmellows man
Talk t
Cry Lyrics
Jane, oh now Jane You got me like a dog, oh now Jane It's hard biding my time You're sitting pretty in the light For your word know when i'm gone you'll cry for me Cause oh, since i see those lonely eyes of fire in your skin Well all the world i had known, turned into shadow, into stone For your word know when i'm gone you'll cry for me And oh when i'm gone you'll cry All the things you used to tell me Make me feel so sure Now i don't know what's wrong or what's right anymoreough, til you get cuffed and start tellin damn
Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her
It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it (GOD DAMN)
You only gon wind up dead tryin to prove shit
I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea)
I gotta have bucks on the waist
I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA)
Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh)
Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space
You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped
The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump
I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew
Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple (UH-HUH UH-HUH)
I know you wanna pop me but (but)
If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH)
Fuck, I really hold the rubber
I send +Sparks+ at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm aimin for a video cover, huge tall bustas
A pound and a philly hold the smuggler
G=Unit's whats up right now
The Gucci cloth is o
You gotta come a little harder, nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA)
You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe)
And you mad cause you blowin on oregano
You niggaz'll never blow
Anyone to step in my ring is brave
I don't know a thing about hair stylin but I can make a finger weave (ERR)
Short stay leave her butt in the telly
Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly
I'm about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know
Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill
I ain't loud around a snitch (nah)
I don't crowd around a btich (nah)
The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks
I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick
I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (WOO)
niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm real
I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill
Gimme Barbie at her best (UH-HUH)
Bacardi at the chest(UH-HUH)
I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk
Useta ha
Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest
My success got suckers salty (salty)
Blowin steam like a cup of coffee
Click POW get these fuckas off me
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
Yea
Lloyd Banks nigga
Whats up nigga?
It's 50 nigga
You fuckin wit him right?
I know you fuckin wit him cause I said you fuckin wit him
Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga
Whats up nigga?
What the fuck
I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all that nigga
Nigga if you talkin all that gangsta shit
Nigga we get it poppin nigga
Whats up nigga?
Anytime nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga
Any where you see me nigga
Lets go
Jane, oh now Jane You got me like a dog, oh now Jane It's hard biding my time You're sitting pretty in the light For your word know when i'm gone you'll cry for me Cause oh, since i see those lonely eyes of fire in your skin Well all the world i had known, turned into shadow, into stone For your word know when i'm gone you'll cry for me And oh when i'm gone you'll cry All the things you used to tell me Make me feel so sure Now i don't know what's wrong or what's right anymore
Everyday I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her
It'll look like she dived head first in the pool wit it (GOD DAMN)
You only gon wind up dead tryin to prove shit
I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea)
I gotta have bucks on the waist
I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA)
Catch Banks in a truck full of bass (uh-huh)
Remember I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space
You could either get bucked or get ya ass jumped
The only tigger you touch is on a gas pump
I got my own personal slave she really got a curfew
Cook and clean for the kid like silly in color purple (UH-HUH UH-HUH)
I know you wanna pop me but (but)
If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH)
Fuck, I really hold the rubber
I send +Sparks+ at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba
I'm aimin for a video cover, huge tall bustas
A pound and a philly hold the smuggler
G=Unit's whats up right now
The Gucci cloth is o
In The Presence Of A New God Lyrics
Last car 2 train Burning from the rage Manhattan makes and Brooklyn takes A lonely Desert Eagle waiting for his prey to blow another sucker away On your feet or on your knees In the presence of a new god Let me see you raise a hand In the presence of a new god The priests love the little boys Playing with their toys Now they both got a story to sell There's too much understanding from cowards on the run I can serve in heaven cause I reigned in hell O
a newport sign upsidedownLast car 2 train Burning from the rage Manhattan makes and Brooklyn takes A lonely Desert Eagle waiting for his prey to blow another sucker away On your feet or on your knees In the presence of a new god Let me see you raise a hand In the presence of a new god The priests love the little boys Playing with their toys Now they both got a story to sell There's too much understanding from cowards on the run I can serve in heaven cause I reigned in hell O
You gotta come a little harder, nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA)
You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe)
And you mad cause you blowin on oregano
You niggaz'll never blow
Anyone to step in my ring is brave
I don't know a thing about hair stylin but I can make a finger weave (ERR)
Short stay leave her butt in the telly
Lace up the beef and brocclis peanut butter and jelly
I'm about to get this deal (uh-huh) shorty know
Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Alka-Seltzer pill
I ain't loud around a snitch (nah)
I don't crowd around a btich (nah)
The jumpsuit match wit the Carolina kicks
I been sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick
I could call up a chick and put a child around her lips (WOO)
niggaz can't stand the fact that I'm real
I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the pill
Gimme Barbie at her best (UH-HUH)
Bacardi at the chest(UH-HUH)
I'm similar to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk
Useta ha
Soldiers At War Lyrics
H.I.G.H.L.A.N.D Highland nigga H.artless I.saine G.etto H.odlum L.vin' A.d N.ver D.in' That's what I'm talkin' about Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue dawgs Rogue Dawg, niggas Fa the nine-eight We'll have to crash 'em like this nigga, yeah [chorus] My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war Killin' off our enemies 'til it aint no more Laws we break yo' shit we'll take Murder fo them bustas and hatas it aint no escape Rogue Dawg fo life! It's the beginin of the endin fo yo ass
ve ta push up, now I hardly got ta pressH.I.G.H.L.A.N.D Highland nigga H.artless I.saine G.etto H.odlum L.vin' A.d N.ver D.in' That's what I'm talkin' about Rogue dawgs, when I call my Rogue dawgs Rogue Dawg, niggas Fa the nine-eight We'll have to crash 'em like this nigga, yeah [chorus] My nigga my nigga we soldiers at war Killin' off our enemies 'til it aint no more Laws we break yo' shit we'll take Murder fo them bustas and hatas it aint no escape Rogue Dawg fo life! It's the beginin of the endin fo yo ass
Got two guns, and both lead to cardiac arrest
My success got suckers salty (salty)
Blowin steam like a cup of coffee
Click POW get these fuckas off me
[50 Cent]
I hear a lotta talkin niggaz must be mad at BANKS
But there only one problem niggaz ain't as bad as BANKS
Nigga yous front you gon get shot down
We fend to pump crack at cho spot now, G-Unit
Nigga ain't nuttin change
You move I'll blow your brains
Yea
Lloyd Banks nigga
Whats up nigga?
It's 50 nigga
You fuckin wit him right?
I know you fuckin wit him cause I said you fuckin wit him
Thats my baby right there thats my boy right there my young nigga
Whats up nigga?
What the fuck
I hear niggaz hollerin that "keep it real" and all that nigga
Nigga if you talkin all that gangsta shit
Nigga we get it poppin nigga
Whats up nigga?
Anytime nigga I don't give a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon nigga
Any where you see me nigga
Lets go