Yea, I like the way feel This makes me just (G G G G G G-Unit) Bucks up! haha (Female "G-Unit") Yea. Nigga you shit on me, shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the or die nigga You can't roll wit me I'm Banks the one and only Not your buddy, not pal, not your homie There ain't a government around that can control me, no I'm on that doggy style shit, man I don't a hoe Apple wasn't around so I had to let my brother Never stay in center, the back and let your money grow them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo South side nigga yeah thats where I come from If you see a nigga with me then more than one gun Five soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one Or satisfied being another niggas dun-dun We all know turn sour when you gettin' it Some niggas hate me in the but I don't owe them niggas shit all up in my face like I don't know them niggas sick But I can care less, I'm on the and I'm gettin' rich Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the or die nigga (Die nigga) and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga Came from the country, dirty get it nigga tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel They said there shootin', but they found no shells New York City, Hell they throwin' niggas under I got love for them and I ain't from there Now bust a for them boys on the block I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the nigga somethin' bout the sound of a Trey-Pound That make me pull up, hop out and make a nigga lay See every we round' ya hear some shots go off And niggas get there chains snatched they try and show off Shoot outs in day we do it the mob way And to find out these niggas is softer than Shawty I'mma keep livin' my life with a in my palm And a wrist of ice You can me the Don motherfucker We want the eye 'n' son make one move and your dyin' Ain't no time for coppin' nigga ya cryin' 'Cause my niggas goin'stop ridin', so you gone Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the shots or die I got a hand gun habit, nigga front let ya have it When the shots go off cops sayin 50 at it I'm to the feathers on these bird ass niggas Front and I'll put ya brains on that fence nigga I a marksman my spark and I'll spray shit Enough rounds for the H K I don't bitch Move like I'm militant back on gorilla shit Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't me I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem handled have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles You fuck around I'll blow brains on my New York Times Run home turn to the sports section and read your It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat First it's crime scene tape you end up in that Black Hurst We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your fam View your body all banged up, you made a man Nigga you shit on me, shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the or die nigga (Die nigga) Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the or die nigga (Die nigga)