Yea, I the way this feel This me wanna just (G G G G G G-Unit) Bucks up! haha (Female "G-Unit") Yea. 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 You roll wit me I'm LLoyd Banks the one and only Not your buddy, not your pal, not homie There ain't a government around that can me, ohhh no I'm on that doggy style shit, man I don't a hoe Apple wasn't so I had to let my brother know Never stay in center, play the back and let your grow Most them wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo South side Jamaica nigga yeah thats where I from If you see a nigga with me theres more than one gun Five straight soldier ain't tired of being the dumb one Or even satisfied being another dun-dun We all know turn sour when you gettin' it Some niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas Smellin' all up in my like I don't know them niggas sick But I can care less, I'm on the and I'm gettin' rich 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 (Die nigga) and talkin' spit it how I live it nigga Came from the country, south get it nigga Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my They there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells New York City, they throwin' niggas under jails I got love for them and I ain't even from Now a shot for them boys on the block I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the nigga There somethin' bout the sound of a 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 outs in broad day we do it the mob way And come to find out these is softer than Shawty I'mma keep livin' my life with a pistol in my And a full of ice You can me the Don motherfucker We the eye 'n' son make one wrong move and your dyin' Ain't no for coppin' heat nigga ya cryin' 'Cause my niggas ain't goin'stop ridin', so you 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 shots or die I got a hand gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya it When the shots go off sayin 50 back at it I'm alergic to the feathers on bird ass niggas and I'll put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga I ain't a my spark and I'll spray shit Enough rounds for the H K I play bitch Move like I'm militant back on gorilla shit Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas can't me I squeeze I run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled I'll have people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles You fuck around I'll blow your brains on my New York Run home turn to the sports section and read your crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust First it's crime tape then you end up in that Black Hurst We don't go to but we'll go to your wake fam View your body all up, you made a mistake 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)