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g-unit - banks workout part ii كلمات الأغنية

50 cent, lloyd banks

50 cent chorus:
n0body get hurt and n0body don’t move just give it up smooth g unit
motherf-cker you move,i’ll flash my 2 and blast my 2 g unit
n-gga,you don’t know me and i don’t know you, you think you know my crew g unit
lloyd banks:
i been problem since the old days pimps and gold caps
now im in oj simpson throwbacks
ya’ll was wonderin where my -ss been
probally vacationin on south beach gettin head like -ss
breathin through gas i can let the tech pound ur ego
lock you in the closet with the westnile mosquito
the press crowd the people espicially celebritys im heavily sh-ttin on any tom d-ck or gregory
n-gga you better be strappin
they want you dead if you rappin
im tryin to cave your head and your back in
im gettin bread and relaxin
and attractin a fan base of females wit emails and letters to fax in
in vegas with a toaster n a blunt
and the hotel i checked in got a roller coaster in the front
hollerin poster when i stunt the sammy sosa of the month
better yet the hoe teas and n-gga im still breathin even though my dollars are green
i rap for the kids thats to poor to waste eggs on halloween
im gettin swallow clean
my habits are good collectin all the carrots i could
slidin from the stash box to conceal extortion
and a good silencer to make it sound like the wheel of fortune
all this careless talkin cause im travelin and flossin
havin a good time and u havin a abortion
you sucker for love gettin married and divorced than
you can’t even afford the batteries for ur walkman
man im out the hood burnin cali weed on slauson when set trip can turn to tragedys and coffins, look
i mean what im sayin you schemin im sprayin ur team isnt playin
on the sofa screamin and and prayin sayin
gunit n-ggas be rollin crazy holdin 80s older ladies starin cause they starin in that gold mercedes
since 50 hooked up with shady
now they tryin to brook up to pay me
if u think im sugar u crazy baby
the boy strapped two ninas
smokin out a bag big enough to fit in vacuum cleaners
i wear a glove when i blaze a fatty
i ain’t ur baby daddy, u flippin
now he tryin to grab me out that navy caddie, i ain’t ur avy
poppa was a rollin stone
stockin up the hona home
pocket full of loaded chrome
drop n get a hold a dome
i know ur motive homes
u mad cause im f-ckin half ur motorolla phone
im swift with the wemon im good wit my words, alota
n-ggas is hatin on what i deserve im hotta
front if u want end up on the curb in ur prada
and ur mans runnin ambulance come
another day another dollar on the low from the impala
i can have a six some in my shower, mother f-cka!
50 cent:
n0body get hurt and n0body don’t move,just give it up smooth g unit
motherf-cker you move, i’ll flash my 2 and blast my 2 g unit
n-gga you don’t know me, and i don’t know you, you think you know my crew g unit
i’ll send a n-gga that you thought you knew to come through and put a hole in you g unit
lloyd banks, haha, 50 cent
i ain’t even got a one card
look at these n-ggas, hahaha
yo, f-ck you gonna do now n-gga
you have had the same n-ggas in the background for a long time
think they gangstas for going back and forth to jail
well, jump on a ??? don’t count n-gga, haha

- g unit

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