G Unit / U.T.P 50 Cent (Ft. Skip (U.T.P.) & Young Buck)
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[Juvenile talking]
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah
50, Cent
Uh huh
Check me out
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Now piece by piece we put it all together (Uh huh)
Time to get this dough nigga, it's now or never (Never)
I'm wild as ever, foul as ever
Beef whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I'm a slick talker, shit talker, grimy ass New Yorker (Woo!)
Come cut ya, gum butcher, lay your ass out
If you ever catch beef nigga, call on me
If you fucked up it's cool nigga, it's all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a nigga
Break you off proper nigga, the cops ain't gon' stop a nigga (Yea!)
Let's get this money man, them hoes come with the paper
I'm done to go wherever this game take us
Look homey, you see my 22's, sittin' on low pros
That's simple mathematics, that equal mo' hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
Shit, I ain't have to say that, y'all already know
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah
50, Cent
Uh huh
Check me out
[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Now piece by piece we put it all together (Uh huh)
Time to get this dough nigga, it's now or never (Never)
I'm wild as ever, foul as ever
Beef whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I'm a slick talker, shit talker, grimy ass New Yorker (Woo!)
Come cut ya, gum butcher, lay your ass out
If you ever catch beef nigga, call on me
If you fucked up it's cool nigga, it's all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigga, pistol to pop a nigga
Break you off proper nigga, the cops ain't gon' stop a nigga (Yea!)
Let's get this money man, them hoes come with the paper
I'm done to go wherever this game take us
Look homey, you see my 22's, sittin' on low pros
That's simple mathematics, that equal mo' hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
Shit, I ain't have to say that, y'all already know
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