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lirik lagu g – unit – you so tough

[hook: 50 cent]
yeah
n-gg- you so tough
tough until your heartbeat stop
the tre pound pop, your arteries shot
you bleed into shock, get in the pine box
d-mn you’s a hard motherf-cker
you so tough
tough until your punk -ss h-t
the 4 fifth kick, the hechler spit
you in deep sh-t, oh now your -ss sick
you supposed to be hard motherf-cker

[verse 1: lloyd banks]
bury all your hatin, cuz hatred will bury ya
learn not to talk tough talk through your cellular
f-cked then beef, the president and senator
there is no peace, youre the prey or the predator
while you plottin on me, i’m 10 steps ahead of ya
black 40 caliber i put a infrared on ya
n-gg- i’m special, you mad cuz ya regular
man i don’t want your b-tch, i d-mn near remember her
refresh my memory, oh yeah i slept with her
no wonder she ain’t mention you when i met with her
mind on my cheddar, they’ll remember me forever
the groundwork i put in made my lifestyle better..and better
i like the f-ckin street, bright in the phantom lights
montana light, two women in {?} lights, they round the planet twice
but i don’t forget where i come from dum dum dum

[hook]

[verse 2: tony yayo]
for that china white i lay a n-gg- mama down
we can shoot it out like frank white did in chinatown
you know i got that hard white, you know i got that tan n brown
automatic tre pound leave a n-gg- man down
murder murder, homicide, real right n-gg-s ride
gangstas they never hide, thank god i’m still alive
my pocket look like theres cracks on me
my waist look like i got the mac on me
these hoes on my d-ck i got that -ss on me
you a rn: regular n-gg- that rap homey
i’m crack homey, i’m dope money
i wake up and wipe my -ss with dope money
c back, maybach, my sh-t two tone
n-gg- run up on that, your -ss a tombstone
i’m hood like a group home, ghetto like a pay phone
jake the snake i’m low in the hood from em

[hook]

[verse 3: 50 cent]
yeah i got a knife for a tough n-gg-, 9 for a hard n-gg-
don’t make me empty the chamber
even if i’m locked in the cell-block, they fallin’ the sh-ll shock
when i open your head with the banger
i cause a riot in the yard, make a mess in the mess hall
i got just blew trial and i ain’t got nothin’ left
whats todays mathematics? sh-t ain’t addin’ up
get knocked with 10 machine guns only get 12 months
ooooh weee, don’t talk to me, you talk to him, you talkin’ to them
i got the best lawyers money can buy
they said they would’ve got me 10, or maybe 9
i said “how do you explain how homey breeeze?”
they said keep ya mouth shut or you eatin’ the cheese

- lirik lagu g

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