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g-unit - bang bang lyrics
[intro: 50 cent]
yeah. g-unit, n-gga. 50 cent. you heard me. irv, homie, i can’t believe you let that n-gga talk, you fat cupcake-eating motherf-cker. i f-ck you up, n-gga. f-cking punk–ss n-ggas. don’t n0body respect you, n-gga. you ‘preme son, n-gga. motherf-ckers been getting extorted since day one. it’s all kind of b-tch in you. chinese. spanish. black. white
[verse 1: tony yayo]
i got x, meth and slabs and cocaine
so the feds want to search us like arabs boarding a plane
i’m in the range switching lanes
reminiscing on cans of sardines
[lloyd banks]
.. and car dreams
i’ll burn an unfamiliar bun
got a shotgun like elmer fudd
gotta let off and leave you in h-lla blood
mom hip to the game, two ice chips in the chain
a few nights skipped on the plane
with two white chicks getting brain
[50 cent]
bang bang from big heaters, hundred dollar sneakers
two-seaters, two meters
[lloyd banks]
.. and a bundle of haze
it’s enough to last fourteen days
eat where they sell lobster
my eyes planning like pharrel’s partner
[tony yayo]
n-gga, respect me like your father when it come to drama
i put the llama to your mama and beat her like a piñata
[50 cent]
n-gga, i’ve been hotter since ’97
you’ve been begging the fifth cake like a kung-fu legend
one blue seven, what’s popping, n-gga?
[tony yayo]
different day, same sh-t
[lloyd banks]
well, what you copping, n-gga?
[tony yayo]
x case, more bricks
[lloyd banks]
sh-t, you wind up dead-sleeping, so why turn soft?
straight bullets’ll burn a n-gga sideburns off
[tony yayo]
i got a model with a sick -ss
bagged her on fifth ave
i f-cked her all for a hot dog and a playoff knicks p-ss
[50 cent]
now we shopping in the malls on the west coast
and as far as p-ssy
[lloyd banks]
.. i’ve been through more walls than asbestos
[tony yayo]
so let’s toast and have a s-x on the beach
these n-ggas quoting my lines like i’m martin luther king speech
[50 cent]
remember patrice? she looked like kelis
met her in club [?] and caught her eyeing my piece
[lloyd banks]
and with all the birds at the show
i had to go and f-ck the crazy hoe
call on hot 97 ’cause she know i’m on the radio
crazy b-tch
[outro: 50 cent]
yeah. ja, you little, stuart little-looking motherf-cker. i catch you i’ll break your motherf-cking neck, n-gga. the only way [?] your little pals, you little f-ggot. i know the styles you been f-cking too, you n-gga, i pay you the fifty thousand. check my album out, n-gga, february 11th. [?] talk, you little b-tch. tried to jump on us like it was a promotional stunt. seven days before your album drop, huh? you little b-tch. order protection. from who? from who i need to order protection from, n-gga? you little.. oh, man. you motherf-ckers, man. you n-ggas is gonna make this a lot of fun for me
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