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[Intro: 50 Cent] <br />I don't need Don Parrion <br />I don't need Cris <br />Tengo [?] <br />I don't need shit <br />Nigga im [?] <br />G-UNIT <br /><br />[Verse 1: Young Buck] <br />We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage, the ice and the Jacob watch will make a broke nigga take somehting so I gotta keep that fo fifth with no safety button G-unit get that money I no some artists is starvin so play the game like they rich to me this shit funny i no u see me coming cus on the front of the Maybach it say payback for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim they bangin in gangs you a'int a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest <br />most of my enemies dead i got about two left <br />untill my last breath im sendin niggas bullet holes <br />inocent bystanders get hit tryin to be heroes <br /><br />[Verse 2: Eminem] <br />Don't want the diamonds, want the gold, or want the jewelery, he don't want the ring, don't want the loot he's in it for the sport <br />running circles round his competition on the court <br />he appriciates your support but he a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short, but you cant FUCK with his last joint or the before <br />and he was gonna raise hell like them country boys <br />if you confront him then you better come confront me fore it (I'm a warrior) <br /><br />[Verse 3: Young Buck] <br />I feel attention when I walk in the club <br />G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug <br />Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bud <br />I dont need security, this old nickel enough <br />I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all <br />So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs <br />If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight <br />She might neva come home again nigga, aight! <br />Teeth, neck, wrists all ice my lifes like <br />Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all stop lights (for real) <br />Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin <br />My momma jus hadda dream of seein me in prison (damn) <br />My daddys a dope fein, n i dont really miss him (fuck em) <br />Aint seen him in 10 years n a nigga still livin (c'mon) <br />Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm <br />50 holla get em' Buck, you know im gunna get em' <br /><br />[Verse 4: Lloud Banks] <br />The Double L O Y D <br />Get put on an I.V <br />Tryin ta try me <br />The new age Ali <br />The black C.I.G <br />Resides beside me <br />As smooth as an Isley <br />Sometimes I surprise me <br />Can't even ID <br />As low as my eyes be <br />I roll with the gangstas don't get fly with your mouth <br />The wrong punchline'll have niggaz inside of your house <br />Nigga I'm doing good I made it out of the hood <br />I own Beverly Hills no more bottles or wood <br />That's a zipper that's sticky <br />California should whip me <br />I done made it this far can't be mad if they hit me (shhiit) <br /><br />[Verse 5: 50 Cent] <br />I'm a tell you what Banks told me "cus go head switch the style up" <br />And if the hate then let 'em hate and watch the money pile up <br />Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bud <br />C'mon man you know where we be <br />You can find me in da club <br /><br />[Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] <br />Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her <br />Wrap the urn up cus she ai'nt concernced cus shes earner <br />My bitch lays it out real nice for me to hurt her <br />We fight <br />Wake up and fuck like Ike and Tina Turner <br />[?] <br />Cus some girls over here don't got a problem giving head <br />Paranoia's on you that's why your alrm is in your bed <br />Fuck a red Chinchilla and buy some momma for your head <br />On the block i'm from niggas be damned near 40 and still tuckin <br />And niggas baby mommas is pregnant and still fuckin <br />It's either cus they boyfriends is scrub like Brillo <br />Or cus Banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow <br />My cronic is blown for my niggas that got locked up and deported <br />So now the gotta go back home <br /><br />[Verse 7 : Lloyd Banks] <br />Fresh off the jet and I breeze to the beaches <br />Blue Yankee fitted <br />G-Unit sneakers <br />I already figured out wut they do with all features <br />Decorate they basements for the streetsweepers <br />When it comes to stuntin theres nothin you can teach us <br />We in a different time zone your records don't reach us <br /><br />[Verse 8: 50 Cent] <br />When that window roll down and that AK come out <br />You can squeeze your lil hand gun till you run out <br />And you can run for your back up <br />If them machine gun shells don't tear your back up <br />God's on your side shit i'm aight with that <br />Cus we gone reload them clips and come right back <br />It's a fact homie <br />Go on and get some your fucked <br />I get the drop if you cn duck <br />Your lucky you heard of Lady Luck <br />Look nigga <br />Don't think you safe cus you moved out the hood <br />Cus yo mamma's still around dog and that ain't good <br />If you be smart youd of shooken me <br />Cus I get tired of lookin for you <br />Spray yo mamma crib and let yo ass look for me [gun shots] <br /><br />[Outro: Tony Yayo] <br />Me for myself i gotta watch my back extra because <br />Those niggas that like me [music fades]
Letra nueva de la canción
[Intro: 50 Cent] <br />I don't need Don Parrion <br />I don't need Cris <br />Tengo [?] <br />I don't need shit <br />Nigga im [?] <br />G-UNIT <br /><br />[Verse 1: Young Buck] <br />We on the front page then we in the Bahamas with AK's on the stage, the ice and the Jacob watch will make a broke nigga take somehting so I gotta keep that fo fifth with no safety button G-unit get that money I no some artists is starvin so play the game like they rich to me this shit funny i no u see me coming cus on the front of the Maybach it say payback for those that hated on me. I hate them niggas claim they bangin in gangs you a'int a crip like Snoop you a'int a blood like Game, see I've been havin beef I got my own bullet proof vest <br />most of my enemies dead i got about two left <br />untill my last breath im sendin niggas bullet holes <br />inocent bystanders get hit tryin to be heroes <br /><br />[Verse 2: Eminem] <br />Don't want the diamonds, want the gold, or want the jewelery, he don't want the ring, don't want the loot he's in it for the sport <br />running circles round his competition on the court <br />he appriciates your support but he a'int beggin for it, and you can love it you can hate it but you can't ignore it you can't be that ignorant but you can try to sell him short, but you cant FUCK with his last joint or the before <br />and he was gonna raise hell like them country boys <br />if you confront him then you better come confront me fore it (I'm a warrior) <br /><br />[Verse 3: Young Buck] <br />I feel attention when I walk in the club <br />G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug <br />Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bud <br />I dont need security, this old nickel enough <br />I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all <br />So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs <br />If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight <br />She might neva come home again nigga, aight! <br />Teeth, neck, wrists all ice my lifes like <br />Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all stop lights (for real) <br />Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin <br />My momma jus hadda dream of seein me in prison (damn) <br />My daddys a dope fein, n i dont really miss him (fuck em) <br />Aint seen him in 10 years n a nigga still livin (c'mon) <br />Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm <br />50 holla get em' Buck, you know im gunna get em' <br /><br />[Verse 4: Lloud Banks] <br />The Double L O Y D <br />Get put on an I.V <br />Tryin ta try me <br />The new age Ali <br />The black C.I.G <br />Resides beside me <br />As smooth as an Isley <br />Sometimes I surprise me <br />Can't even ID <br />As low as my eyes be <br />I roll with the gangstas don't get fly with your mouth <br />The wrong punchline'll have niggaz inside of your house <br />Nigga I'm doing good I made it out of the hood <br />I own Beverly Hills no more bottles or wood <br />That's a zipper that's sticky <br />California should whip me <br />I done made it this far can't be mad if they hit me (shhiit) <br /><br />[Verse 5: 50 Cent] <br />I'm a tell you what Banks told me "cus go head switch the style up" <br />And if the hate then let 'em hate and watch the money pile up <br />Or we go upside there wit a bottle of bud <br />C'mon man you know where we be <br />You can find me in da club <br /><br />[Verse 6: Lloyd Banks] <br />Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her <br />Wrap the urn up cus she ai'nt concernced cus shes earner <br />My bitch lays it out real nice for me to hurt her <br />We fight <br />Wake up and fuck like Ike and Tina Turner <br />[?] <br />Cus some girls over here don't got a problem giving head <br />Paranoia's on you that's why your alrm is in your bed <br />Fuck a red Chinchilla and buy some momma for your head <br />On the block i'm from niggas be damned near 40 and still tuckin <br />And niggas baby mommas is pregnant and still fuckin <br />It's either cus they boyfriends is scrub like Brillo <br />Or cus Banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow <br />My cronic is blown for my niggas that got locked up and deported <br />So now the gotta go back home <br /><br />[Verse 7 : Lloyd Banks] <br />Fresh off the jet and I breeze to the beaches <br />Blue Yankee fitted <br />G-Unit sneakers <br />I already figured out wut they do with all features <br />Decorate they basements for the streetsweepers <br />When it comes to stuntin theres nothin you can teach us <br />We in a different time zone your records don't reach us <br /><br />[Verse 8: 50 Cent] <br />When that window roll down and that AK come out <br />You can squeeze your lil hand gun till you run out <br />And you can run for your back up <br />If them machine gun shells don't tear your back up <br />God's on your side shit i'm aight with that <br />Cus we gone reload them clips and come right back <br />It's a fact homie <br />Go on and get some your fucked <br />I get the drop if you cn duck <br />Your lucky you heard of Lady Luck <br />Look nigga <br />Don't think you safe cus you moved out the hood <br />Cus yo mamma's still around dog and that ain't good <br />If you be smart youd of shooken me <br />Cus I get tired of lookin for you <br />Spray yo mamma crib and let yo ass look for me [gun shots] <br /><br />[Outro: Tony Yayo] <br />Me for myself i gotta watch my back extra because <br />Those niggas that like me [music fades]
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