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8 Mile Road (G-Unit Remix) by 50 Cent


Yeah 50 Cent Lloyd Banks Tony Yayo

G-Unit

 

This rap shit plays a major part of my life

So if you jeapordize it I got the right

To send a mothafucka at you tonight

G-Unit and I ain't stoppin' to my clique poppin'

 

Swimmin' in barrels of money

Ma could walk around wit' a head up

And challenge you dummy

It's funny niggaz rather see you sufferin' and hungry

 

I'm hungry as hell skatin' with another nigga's money

You lyin' your ass off you know you ain't that tough

I'm pullin' your mask off as soon as you act up

You know what I came for it isn't the game ball

 

Artillary that's about as long as a chainsaw

(Lloyd Banks)

I'm wide awake but it still feels like I'm dreamin'

Forty Cal under my pillow condom feelin' my semen

 

The physical presence of a female form of a demon

That's why I fuck 'em and leave 'em

Get my nut while I'm breathin'

'Cause they thought they'd catch me slippin'

 

Now I'm duckin' and trippin'

That's a thousand dollar outfit what the fuck is you rippin'?

You trippin' more records could get my ass in position

Death wish for no religion whether Catholic or Christian

 

Listen I went through mama bitchin' in and out the kitchen

With probable cause papa was in and out of prison

You got soldiers but you still gotta respect ours

We got more four five's and nines than a deck of cards

 

You can take me out the 'hood but can't take the 'hood out me

('Cause what?)

'Cause I'm ghetto I'm ghetto

Niggaz hate when you do good

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But when you broke your friends and your enemies

They love you they love you

"Chi Chi get the llello"

Picture me being crack out of town trips on the trail

 

"Chi Chi get the llello"

Picture me being crack

(Tony Yayo)

You can sift me cut me I'll turn you to a junkie

I'm the number one seller in the whole fuckin' country

 

Wallstreet niggaz they cop me on the low

White boys don't call me coke they call me blow

It's time to go on the bus the train the plane

I'll smuggle I'm nothin' but trouble

 

I'll make your money double

Cook me in baking soda

I'll turn your Hooprock into a new Range Rover

I'll pay all your bills and fill your 'frigerator

 

Feed your family turn your man to a hater

Put me in your doorpanels or your stashbox

Put me in your Nik's Timbs or Reeboks

If you cop three and a half you hustlin' backwards

 

Cop a hundred grams

You movin' forwards

You tryin' to move more birds

In PA all day on the corner of Third

 

You can take me out the 'hood

But can't take the 'hood out me

(What?)

'Cause I'm ghetto I'm ghetto

Picture me polishin' pistols I'm comin' to get you

 

The shells hit you you screamin'

Think I'm playin'? I mean it

Man I done bought all these pistols

Let's get it poppin'

 

Start wavin' my emboies shell cases get the droppin'

(C'mon)

Like if it's down the corner I got too much pride to hide

I'm outside gun in my pocket just stunnin' I'm stoppin'

I'm dyin' to pop it I'm young and I'm restless

 

You know my contestants

As the world turns there's lessons to be learned

Count all my blessin's clean up my weapons

I'm ready for war the strong survive the weak will parish

 

I told you before hoes they compliment me now like "50 nice chain"

Belagio twenty grand in chips at a dice game

Burn out can't stop gotta watch MTV BET

Nigga you see me

 

I wonder if you mad 'cause I'm doin' good

Or 'cause niggaz feelin' me more than you in your own 'hood

And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back

'Cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust a gat

 

You pussy yeah explain it to niggaz in your hood nigga

They know you fuckin' frontin' nigga

Talkin' like gangstas on a record I see you nigga

Niggaz know me nigga ask around in my 'hood nigga

 

Read the "Daily News" nigga

You see them talkin' about me nigga

I'm in the middle of all kinds of shit

Pussy let's get it poppin'

 

G-G-Unit G-G-Unit G-G-G-Unit

G-G-G-Unit G-Unit

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