G-unit - Beg For Mercy - G-Unit lyrics

Yeah, G G G, G G G G-Unit No peace talks, no white flags No mercy, I'm gettin' yo a** n***as done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra You don't wanna bang wit the best I'll have Doc removin' fragments from your chest They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid They say fifty done blew up, fifty you changed n***a you stunt, I pull out and you see I'm that same n***a That when he start to roar I think he's flyin' Eight outta eight on movin' targets you run? You still dyin' Check my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, n***a's lookin' for it too sh** is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, n***a's lookin' for it too sh** is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks There once was some n***as that tried to murda me I hit 'em up, put 'em in plastic surgery This 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologize The truth come out, stead of hearin' a lot of lies Some n***as catch a case and then claim they hard A couple chest wounds will make a n***a change his heart I just play my part, and while you shootin' up cars I'm smokin' n***as like a Cuban cigar, let's get it poppin' Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, n***a's lookin' for it too sh** is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, n***a's lookin' for it too sh** is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks I'm tired of you n***as with your maybe beef We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth I'm in and out the night clubs, A D D Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks These n***as tellin' out the blue So you hang 'em off the bridge at least they'll have to helicopter you The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do I rap for the neighborhood n***as that failed in high school You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown That's why them little n***as in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues I don't even freestyle for free I gave 'em a break, flew over seas But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies I put more staples in yo a** than a telephone pole, yeah Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, n***a's lookin' for it too sh** is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, n***a's lookin' for it too sh** is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks