[Chorus]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[Lloyd Banks]
You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks the one and only
not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
there ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't love a hoe
apple wasn't around so i had to let my brother know,
never stay in center, play the back and let your money grow,
most them nigga wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo,
south side jamaica nigga yeah thats where i come from,
if you see a nigga with me then theres more than one gun,
five straight soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one,
or even satisfied being another niggas dun-dun,
we all know friendships turn sour when you gettin it,
some niggas hate me in the hood but i don't owe them niggas shit,
smilein' all up in my face like i don't know them niggas sick,
but i can care less, i'm on the album and i'm gettin' rich.
[Chorus]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[Young Buck]

[chorus]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[50]
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front i'll let ya have it,
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it,
I'm alergic to the feathers on these bird ass niggas,
Front and i'll put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga,
I ain't a marksman my spark and i'll spray shit,
Enough rounds for the Hk i don't play bitch,
Move like i'm militant back on that gorilla shit,
Moody, disrespectful, i'm ruley but niggas can't move me,
I squeeze till i run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled,
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles,
You fuck around i'll blow your brains on my new york times,
Run home turn to the sports section and read your mind,
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust,
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that black hurst,
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your wake fam,
View your body all banged up, you made a mistake man.
[Chorus X2]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[Lloyd Banks]
You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks the one and only
not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
there ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't love a hoe
apple wasn't around so i had to let my brother know,
never stay in center, play the back and let your money grow,
most them nigga wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo,
south side jamaica nigga yeah thats where i come from,
if you see a nigga with me then theres more than one gun,
five straight soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one,
or even satisfied being another niggas dun-dun,
we all know friendships turn sour when you gettin it,
some niggas hate me in the hood but i don't owe them niggas shit,
smilein' all up in my face like i don't know them niggas sick,
but i can care less, i'm on the album and i'm gettin' rich.
[Chorus]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[Young Buck]

[chorus]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
[50]
I got a hand gun habit, nigga front i'll let ya have it,
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it,
I'm alergic to the feathers on these bird ass niggas,
Front and i'll put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga,
I ain't a marksman my spark and i'll spray shit,
Enough rounds for the Hk i don't play bitch,
Move like i'm militant back on that gorilla shit,
Moody, disrespectful, i'm ruley but niggas can't move me,
I squeeze till i run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled,
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles,
You fuck around i'll blow your brains on my new york times,
Run home turn to the sports section and read your mind,
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust,
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that black hurst,
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your wake fam,
View your body all banged up, you made a mistake man.
[Chorus X2]
Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the shots or die nigga
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Everybody say ah ah Yeah its 50 cent and Lloyd Banks and Young Buck Yeah and Joe G Unit everybody say la la l...
The Madd Rapper Yo yo yo yo yo ihr wisst wer das hier ist Junge Im Ernst die Kunst ausgeraubt zu werden So ma...
Bridge I like the way she do it 4x Chorus I said i like the way she do it she put her back into...
50 Cent Yeah this somethin special y know somethin epic Lloyd Banks you know Cause a nigga thuggin don t mean he d...
Hook X2 50 Cent Every hood we go through All the gangstas around know my whole crew Nigga what We ho...
G UNIT LYRICS G d Up Chorus 50 Cent Ain t it amazing how crazy the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froz...
G UNIT LYRICS Baby U Got 50 Cent Ahhhhhh G Unit Intro Chorus 50 Cent Baby you got you got you got you got what...
Chorus Joe I wanna get to know you I really wanna fuck you baby I m lost in your lovin I m simply...
50 Cent Yeah G Unit ha hah Intro 50 Cent I ve been so many places I ve seen so many faces Girl you look lik...


