50 Cent - Y'all n***az Ain't f**in Wit Us lyrics

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50 Cent - Y'all n***az Ain't f**in Wit Us 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 n***as Yall Know what 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 f** Ya Up Mayne You See Me In The Club, You Know A n***a Strap Picture Me Partyin, Playin Games, Without My Gat (Young Buck) They Say The Clubs A d**h Trap Cuz n***as Be Beefin, And they be thinkin it's cool So That Be Right Were They Be Left At Wonder Why I Dress Black Cuz Ain't No Tellin Were I Gotta Bust This Tech At That Click Clack! Mean Get Back Or Get Hit Them n***as Tried To Rob Me But They Ain't Get sh** Quick Wit The 4-5 n***a Take That And Call Game, Tell Him Scoop Me In The May Back G Unit [Chorus:] Y'all n***as Ain't f**in Wit Us Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us Homie! Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us Y'all Ain't f**in 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, f** Wit The Basics Purple Haze Got My a** Stuck In The Matrix [Chorus:] Y'all n***as Ain't f**in Wit Us Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us Homie! Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us (Game) When I'm in mia I'm Wit My Hatian Crew Any Beef Wit G-Unit n***as 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 f**in n***as Up From Compton To Queens Write What You Want You Still Can't Sell Your Magazine b**h! [Chorus:] Y'all n***as Ain't f**in Wit Us Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us Homie! Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us Y'all Ain't f**in Wit Us G G G G G G unit! There's A Price On Your Head motherf**er n***a I'm Here To Gad Dammit Take The Hit 50 what You Want Me To Do n***a Lets Ride n***a Only Worth A Buck Anyway I'll k** Him For A Dollar Its All Hood Game You In The Game n***a Come To Riches And The b**hes and The Fame See You In The Streets I'll Knock Your b**h a** Out G-Unit n***a And Yayo Home b**h! G G G G G G G G G unit!