G-Unit lyrics
G-Unit lyrics
"Beg For Mercy lyrics"
Sunshine lyrics
All i gotta do Is get it through to you you take my hand and let me lead you away same old words again he just a friend that's what you told me But you're my one and only [Bridge:] If I tell you somthing now I ask myslef just how you came in to my world gotta keep on lu
All i gotta do Is get it through to you you take my hand and let me lead you away same old words again he just a friend that's what you told me But you're my one and only [Bridge:] If I tell you somthing now I ask myslef just how you came in to my world gotta keep on lu
G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass
[50 Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra
You don't wanna bang wit the best
I'll have Doc removin fragments from your chest
They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive
Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid
They say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changed
Nigga you stunt, I pull out
And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar
I think he's flyin
Eight outta eight on movin targets
You run? You still dyin
Check
Apathy Is Lethal lyrics
A symphony of speechless voices poisoning your perception What does it mean to hold onto something that you love? These are answers to a question i've never asked And i'm living in you're photographs Their so blurry, as if printed on the paper with which you wipe your tears Wipe away your tear
my resume, I am oh so locoA symphony of speechless voices poisoning your perception What does it mean to hold onto something that you love? These are answers to a question i've never asked And i'm living in you're photographs Their so blurry, as if printed on the paper with which you wipe your tears Wipe away your tear
Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
[Chorus - Tony Yayo]
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
[Tony Yayo]
There once was some niggas that tried to murda me
I hit e
Prostitutionalized lyrics
Gots no Milli Vanill in me, sincerity constantly, no prefabrication, prefabrication! The words live free. Question the intentions of this alternative generation, and do we even realize all that we do effects all life? Let us not stifle statement beneath false egos, style, or trends, or we surrender that wh
m up, put em in plastic surgeryGots no Milli Vanill in me, sincerity constantly, no prefabrication, prefabrication! The words live free. Question the intentions of this alternative generation, and do we even realize all that we do effects all life? Let us not stifle statement beneath false egos, style, or trends, or we surrender that wh
This 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologize
The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard
A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart
I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars
I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
Let's get it poppin'
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
I'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-D
Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
These niggas tellin' out the blue<
Horse lyrics
See me shed in my mind as I leave to find the circles with the gilded tongue of the eldest son I ask her and I inch a smile as I take a mile from their longings and they from a chain in the fleeting rain as I leave them I don't want to be responsible look at me now in my real skin made a vow my real
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So you hang em off the bridgeSee me shed in my mind as I leave to find the circles with the gilded tongue of the eldest son I ask her and I inch a smile as I take a mile from their longings and they from a chain in the fleeting rain as I leave them I don't want to be responsible look at me now in my real skin made a vow my real
At least they'll have to helicopter you
The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school
You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown
That's why them little niggas in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
I don't even freestyle for free
I gave em a break, flew over seas
But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies
I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea
[Chorus]