G-Unit lyrics
G-Unit lyrics
"Beg For Mercy lyrics"
Size Of Sorrow lyrics
Bathe in another man's grave In time we'll follow Save all your thoughts for these days Don't steal just borrow Well a high wire Is a dangerous game But a hard act to follow If I fly high like a moth to a flame Would you eyes be the size of sorrow? Pain, I can understand
Bathe in another man's grave In time we'll follow Save all your thoughts for these days Don't steal just borrow Well a high wire Is a dangerous game But a hard act to follow If I fly high like a moth to a flame Would you eyes be the size of sorrow? Pain, I can understand
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
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La Huida De Angora lyrics
Volver, salvar a Angora es mi finLuchar, nadie la destruira.Querran, dejar esclava mi ciudad.Esta vez a Angora salvare.Emergera del dolor y de la humillacionQue ha sufrido en anos.Guerrero fiel de mi puebloSere por siempre.Traere paz a mi genteQue volvera a serMuy feliz ahor
my resume, I am oh so locoVolver, salvar a Angora es mi finLuchar, nadie la destruira.Querran, dejar esclava mi ciudad.Esta vez a Angora salvare.Emergera del dolor y de la humillacionQue ha sufrido en anos.Guerrero fiel de mi puebloSere por siempre.Traere paz a mi genteQue volvera a serMuy feliz ahor
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
Feels So Right lyrics
Oh how can it be true God's gift me and you And I won't take it for granted My love for you is strong With his can't go wrong And I can't believe this feeling I don't know So confused What to do How bout you Please don't pull away from me I don't know So confused What to do
m up, put em in plastic surgeryOh how can it be true God's gift me and you And I won't take it for granted My love for you is strong With his can't go wrong And I can't believe this feeling I don't know So confused What to do How bout you Please don't pull away from me I don't know So confused What to do
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<
Did The Stones Show Up lyrics
(Jonathon Brandmeier/Mick Jagger/Keith Richards) (To the tune of "Start Me Up") Yeah! Did the Stones show up? If you say no, I wonder if they ever will? Did the Stones show up? If you say no, I wonder if they ever will? Well! Your tongue is out You scream and shout But when will it stop, will it sto
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So you hang em off the bridge(Jonathon Brandmeier/Mick Jagger/Keith Richards) (To the tune of "Start Me Up") Yeah! Did the Stones show up? If you say no, I wonder if they ever will? Did the Stones show up? If you say no, I wonder if they ever will? Well! Your tongue is out You scream and shout But when will it stop, will it sto
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]