Cent] Baby if you want it That money You can have it But you got to fuck me now Fuck me now baby If you want it Baby if you want it That money You can
**** Up Of My Life, I Live My Life Up On Stages, Feva Las Vegas, Sillvester Stallone In It,N A Chick I Bonne In It,Im Unchip I Know In It,We Do This Our
horses down here We get it how we live, that's why it go down round here [Z-Ro:] We Third Coast and I'm a soldier united, for the cash Daily I be ducking
silent nigga But if you push my button I'll pull my ultra violet nigga And watch you shrivel up like salt to a snail Better keep it under your breath if you
a chance I won't let you down But if you try to step on my toes, I'ma pull my water pistol and wet you down It be a real deal, watch out lil daddy these
the house Gotta have somethin to put in the air when it's out Up early in the mornin the first to get it They say if you really want it then come on wit it
is in pain (echo) And if I ever lose homey Bet I'm at it again (echo) Outlaws don't die So united we stand (echo) And if family come before All
Quayle, don't you know you need to get your ass kicked Where was you when there was niggas in the caskets? Mutha-fucker rednecks all the same Feel a real nigga if
[Chorus] This is hip hop It go clip pop It hit em if ya hit me Da clip pop it popped and it don't stop Papa said we bang bang boogie We get em oh goodie
know? This is about you now, is it 'gon make you happy to see me gone? Are you gonna miss me when I'm gone? Are you just gonna forget about me? I meant
Hood nigga with that rubberband brick money If I go broke, I'll make you and your man strip dummy Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them, there bigger
G-UNit), go ahead and have a party if you want to, (GGGGGG-GGGGGG G-UNit) Na na na na na, i'm poppin' on, M.O.B.B! Heyyyy, (GGGGGG G-UNit), go ahead
tell you about La Ricky when he took his bullets (ok) You want the trigger man, y'all was the ones that pull it (oh) Thats why we represent them niggaz
got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know cause you know
You was rollin' poppin' bubbly, didn't think it get ugly In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearin' you