50 Cent

50 Cent - Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us Lyrics lyrics

(50 Cent)

50 Cent, Lloyd Banks

Young Buck, Game

G G G G G G G G G G G-Unit!

See I'm A City Boy, Man I Ain't from the south

50 Cent Man Ya Niggaz Yall Know Wat I'm About

I'm Bout My Money Mayne, I'm On The Paper Chase

I Have Doc Tyin Yo Face Like A Shoe Lase

See I Don't Play No Games, I Cut Ya Up Mayne

I Get Tired Of Hearin You Talk, I Fuck Ya Up Mayne

You See Me In The Club, You Know A Nigga Strap

Picture Me Partyin, Playin Games, Without My Gat

(Young Buck)

They Say The Clubs A Death Trap

Cuz Niggaz Be Beefin, And they be thinkin its cool,

So That Be Right Were They Be Left At

Wonder Why I Dress Black

Cuz Aint No Tellin Were I Gotta Bust This Tech At

That Click Clack! Mean Get Back Or Get Hit

Them Niggaz Tried To Rob Me But They Ain't Get Shit

Quick Wit The 4-5 Nigga Take That

And Call Game, Tell Him Scoop Me In The May Back

G Unit

(Chorus)

Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us

Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us

Homie!

Y'all Ain't Fuckin Wit Us

Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us

(Lloyd Banks)

It's 2004,

New Pound In The Drawer

Blue Powder Is All,

With Jewels Outta The Store

The Flashy, Playboy Fools Try To Ignore

Y'all Gon Make Me Build A Pool Outta The Floor

Before You Come Acting Wild

Ask Saddam For Advice

Cuz You Gon Be In The Ground For A While Now

My Weed Is Exotic, Fuck Wit The Basics

Purple Haze Got My Ass Stuck In The Matrix

(Chorus)

Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us

Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us

Homie!

Y'all Ain't Fuckin Wit Us

Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us

(Game)

When I'm in MIA

I'm Wit My Hatian Crew

Any Beef Wit G-Unit

Niggaz Will Eat You Like Jamaica Food

A Year Ago I Was Makin Moves

The Closest I Ever Been To N.Y Was Krush Groove

Now I Walk Through Manhattan

Pants Saggin Me And Chi Money

Tryin To Get 50 To Put On A Pair Of Khakis

We Fuckin Niggaz Up From Compton To Queens

Write What You Want You Still Can't Sell Your Magazine Bitch!

(Chorus)

Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us

Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us

Homie!

Y'all Ain't Fuckin Wit Us

Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us

G G G G G G UNIT!

Theres A Price On Your Head Motherfucker

Nigga I'm Here To Gad Dammit Take The Hit 50 Wat You Want Me To Do Nigga Lets Ride

Nigga Only Worth A Buck Anyway I'll Kill Him For A Dollar

Its All Hood Game You In The Game Nigga Come To Riches And The Bitches and The Fame

See You In The Streets I'll Knock Your Bitch Ass Out

G-Unit Nigga And Yayo Home Bitch!

G G G G G G G G G UNIT!

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