
Live Fast G-Unit (Ft. Kidd Kidd, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo & Young Buck)
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
If there's a problem then it's on sight
Hope somebody cares about 'em, 24 hours wildin'
There be violence around here all night
We ready for the battle with the shit we can paddle
Though when you show up it's a DOA
Everybody cryin' to your family, you lyin'
Won't a damn thing be ok
Look what I'm becoming
Won't be slowing down for nothing
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Look, I got them buggin' fuck out, been glowin' lately
Middle of the ring when they droppin', I know I'm crazy
The horror's too much to stomach, he'll vomit maybe
A bunch of rules we abolish, narcotic babies
Took a posse of loonies, [?] to raise me
The odds were shaky
My heart's still breaking, scarred homies you had to take 'em
[?] around, get your organs sliced
Autopsy read, you wasted all your life
It beez like that, just one of them nights
I bet them people crackin' goin' for white
Where them clappin' on the corner
Can't seem to last, too long a fight
You'd rather kill then leave here wrong or right
Just make ya way, only the strong unite
Whip through your neighborhood all in spite
If there's a problem then it's on sight
Hope somebody cares about 'em, 24 hours wildin'
There be violence around here all night
We ready for the battle with the shit we can paddle
Though when you show up it's a DOA
Everybody cryin' to your family, you lyin'
Won't a damn thing be ok
Look what I'm becoming
Won't be slowing down for nothing
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
Look, I got them buggin' fuck out, been glowin' lately
Middle of the ring when they droppin', I know I'm crazy
The horror's too much to stomach, he'll vomit maybe
A bunch of rules we abolish, narcotic babies
Took a posse of loonies, [?] to raise me
The odds were shaky
My heart's still breaking, scarred homies you had to take 'em
[?] around, get your organs sliced
Autopsy read, you wasted all your life
It beez like that, just one of them nights
I bet them people crackin' goin' for white
Where them clappin' on the corner
Can't seem to last, too long a fight
You'd rather kill then leave here wrong or right
Just make ya way, only the strong unite
Whip through your neighborhood all in spite
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