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dj whoo kid - eye for an eye كلمات الأغنية

[intro: 50 cent & (tracie spencer)]
yeah, i like the way this feel
this make me wanna just, g_g_g_g, g_unit!
buck somethin’, hahaha (g_unit!)

[chorus: 50 cent]
n_gga you sh_t on me
i sh_t on you
you put a hit on me
i put a hit on you
an eye for an eye, n_gga
survive the shots or die n_gga
get ’em banks

[lloyd banks]
they can’t hold me
i’m lloyd banks the one and only
not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
there ain’t a government around that can control me
oh no

[verse 1: lloyd banks]
uh
i’m on that doggystyle sh_t, man i don’t love a hoe
poppa wan’t ’round, so i had to let my brother know
never stay the center, play the back and let your money grow
most them n_ggas wouldn’t be around if you was bummy yo
southside jamaica neighbor yeah that’s where i come from
if you see a n_gga wit me then there’s more than one gun
fly straight soldier, ain’t cha tired a bein’ the dumb one
or are you satisfied bein’ another n_gga’s dunn_dunn
we all know friendships turn sour when you gettin’ it
some n_ggas hate me in the hood, but i don’t owe them n_ggas sh_t
smilin’ all up my face like i don’t know them n_ggas sick
but i can care less, i’m on the island and i’m gettin’ rich
[chorus: 50 cent]
n_gga you sh_t on me
i sh_t on you
you put a hit on me
i put a hit on you
an eye for an eye n_gga
survive the shots or die n_gga

[verse 2: young buck]
walk it and talk it, spit it how i live it n_gga
came from the country, dirty south get it n_gga
feds try and question me, they run up in my hotel
they said there was a shootin’, but they found no sh_lls
new york city h_ll they throwin’ n_ggas under jails
i got love for them and i ain’t even from there
now bust a shot for them boys on the block
i can feel your pain n_gga, i’m still in the game n_gga
there’s somethin’ ’bout the sound of a trey pound
that make me pull up, hop out, and make a n_gga lay down
see every time we ’round, you hear some shots go off
and n_ggas get they chains sn_tched when they tryna to show off
shoot outs in broad day, we do it the mob way
and come to find out, these n_ggas softer than sade’
i’ma keep livin’ my life with a pistol in my palm
and a wrist full of ice, you can call me a don, motherf_cker
[interlude: lloyd banks]
we got the iron
so make one wrong move and ya dyin’
ain’t no time for coppin’ a plea and cryin’
’cause my n_ggas ain’t gon’ stop ridin’
’till you gone

[chorus: 50 cent]
n_gga you sh_t on me
i sh_t on you
you put a hit on me
i put a hit on you
an eye for an eye n_gga
survive the shots or die n_gga

[verse 3: 50 cent]
i got a handgun habit, n_gga front i’ll let you have it
when the shots go off, cops sayin’ 50 back at it
i’m allergic to the feathers on these bird ass n_ggas
front and i’ll put your brains on that curb fast, n_gga (woo!)
i ain’t a marksman, one spark and i spray sh_t
nuff rounds from that h.k., i don’t play b_tch
move like i’m militant, back on that gorilla sh_t
moody, disrespectful, unruly, but n_ggas can’t move me
i squeeze ’till i run outta ammo, if it’s a problem it’s handled
i have your people pourin’ our liquor and lightin’ candles
you f_ck around, i blow your brains on my new york times
run home, turn to the sports section and read ya mind
it’s crystal clear, you should feel when that gat bust
first there’s crime scene tape, then you end up in that black he_rs_
we don’t go to funerals, but we’ll go to your wake, fam
view your body all banged up, you made a mistake, man
[chorus: 50 cent]
n_gga you sh_t on me
i sh_t on you
you put a hit on me
i put a hit on you
an eye for an eye n_gga
survive the shots or die n_gga
n_gga you sh_t on me
i sh_t on you
you put a hit on me
i put a hit on you
an eye for an eye n_gga
survive the shots or die n_gga

[outro: 50 cent]
ha ha ha ha
n_ggas is like “ay, ay minister do you think you can get 50 off my ass” ha ha ha “could you stop this n_gga from f_ckin’ up everybody, we can’t get no money…my motherf_ckin’ rent due”
you know i mean, motherf_ckers ride around in dirty ass ??? you know i mean, ??? black child motherf_cker, i k!ll you n_gga, i do you a favor if i k!ll you n_gga

- dj whoo kid

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