[Intro]
You niggas always talkin' shit, you gonna do this you gonna do that
Nigga you ain't gonna do nothin' but be a motherfuckin' fam when you see me
Nigga suck my dick
[Chorus]
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My Glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My Glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you a story bout these punk rap niggas
Play tough but they whole fuckin' life made up
I'ma start wit 50 'cause I used to roll wit him
He never smoked weed so how could I blow wit him
Should knew he was a fag by the way his clothes fit him
Tight G-Unit jeans brought out the ho in him
Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed
Somebody must told Vivica her boyfriend like dick
Lloyd Banks knew, he told me that shit
I told Buck and Buck told me he's ridin' wit his clique
So I start ridin' wit Fat Joe and Kiss
Made a good choice 'cause after that Yayo bricked
So I gave away my chain and decided to keep movin'
Now I'd rather burn in hell then yell G-Unit
That's the truth nigga word to Sigel
Sleep on The Game and wake up to a gold desert eagle
You niggas always talkin' shit, you gonna do this you gonna do that
Nigga you ain't gonna do nothin' but be a motherfuckin' fam when you see me
Nigga suck my dick
[Chorus]
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My Glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
My Glock nine, my fo five
My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga
[Verse 1]
Let me tell you a story bout these punk rap niggas
Play tough but they whole fuckin' life made up
I'ma start wit 50 'cause I used to roll wit him
He never smoked weed so how could I blow wit him
Should knew he was a fag by the way his clothes fit him
Tight G-Unit jeans brought out the ho in him
Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed
Somebody must told Vivica her boyfriend like dick
Lloyd Banks knew, he told me that shit
I told Buck and Buck told me he's ridin' wit his clique
So I start ridin' wit Fat Joe and Kiss
Made a good choice 'cause after that Yayo bricked
So I gave away my chain and decided to keep movin'
Now I'd rather burn in hell then yell G-Unit
That's the truth nigga word to Sigel
Sleep on The Game and wake up to a gold desert eagle
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