lirik lagu y’all ain’t fuckin’ with us – g-unit
50 cent, lloyd banks, young buck, game gggggggg unit!
[verse 1: 50 cent]
see i’m a city boy man i ain’t from the south
50 cent man ya’ll n*ggas ya’ll know what i’m about
i’m bout my money man i’m on a paper chase
i’ll have doc tying your face like a shoelace
see i don’t play no games i’ll cut you up mayne
i get tired of hearing you talk i’ll f*ck you up mayne
you see me in the club you know a n*gga strapped
picture me partying, playing games without my gat
[verse 2: young buck]
they say the club is a death trap (why) cause n*ggas be beefin
and they be thinkin its cool so they be right where they be left at
wonder why i dress black
cause there ain’t no tellin where i gotta bust this tec at (blah)
that cl!ck clack mean get back or get hit
them n*ggas tried to rob me but they ain’t get sh*t
i’m quick with the 45 n*gga take that
then call game tell him scoot me in the maybach g unit!
[chorus: 50 cent]
ya’ll n*ggas ain’t f*ckin with us (nah)
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us homie
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us (nah)
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us g unit!
[verse 3: lloyd banks]
it’s two thousand and four
new pound in the draw
blue powder azzure
with jewels out of the store
the flashy playboy fools try to ignore
ya’ll gon’ make me build a pool out of the floor
before you come back and ‘wild
ask saddamm for advice cause you gon’ be in the ground for a while
now my weed is exotic f*ck all the basics
purple haze got my ass stuck in the matrix
[chorus: 50 cent]
ya’ll n*ggas ain’t f*ckin with us (nah)
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us homie
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us (nah)
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us g unit!
[verse 4: the game]
when i’m in m. i. a. i’m with my haitian crew
any beef with g unit n*ggas’ll eat you like jamaican food
a year ago i was making moves
the closet i ever been to ny was crush groove
now i walk through manhattan
pants saggin
me and sha money tryin to get 50 to put on a pair of khakis
we f*ckin n*ggas up from compton to queens
write what you want you still can’t sell your magazine b*tch
[chorus: 50 cent]
ya’ll n*ggas ain’t f*ckin with us (nah)
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us homie
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us (nah)
ya’ll ain’t f*ckin with us g unit!
[the game: talking]
theres a price on ya head motherf*cka
[young buck: talking]
n*gga i’m here to.. goddamit take the hit
50 what you want me to do n*gga lets ride
[the game: talking]
n*gga i’ll only work for buck anyway i’ll k!ll him for a dollar
[young buck: talking]
its all hood game you in the game
here come the riches then the b*tches then the fame my n*gga
[the game: talking]
i see you in the streets i’ll knock your b*tch ass out
[young buck: talking]
g unit n*gga and yayo home b*tch
[the game: talking]
gggg gg ggg unit
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