G-unit - Devil's Advocate lyrics

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G-unit - Devil's Advocate lyrics

[Hook: Tony Yayo] These haters can't stand that I'm up These haters can't stand that I'm up These haters can't stand that I'm up These haters can't stand that I'm up The kitchen is my comfort zone Water whippin' 'till I'm dead and gone Constant ringing on my f**ing phone The kitchen is my comfort zone The kitchen is my comfort zone [Verse 1: Tony Yayo] You need some flowers for the witnesses Camo Ferragamo when I'm k**in' sh** In the trenches real n***as better learn to squeeze And do them n***as like Frank did the Chinese Silly b**hes keep laughing at my cell phone My Boost mobile make E.T. phone home 2015 Caddy truck with the peanut bu*ter seats Turn that work to peanut bu*ter, put it back on the streets [Hook: Tony Yayo] [Bridge: Tony Yayo] Bricks got a n***a real kicked up Designer names got your b**h post weight up They hate it when I'm up They hate it when I win My pa**port stamped I'm going in to win Eatin' quiche in the back of the G5 Lakeisha Rocksdale she from certain 5 Leave the hood with the hood in me I'm so hood I like b**hes with buck fifties, Pimp C [Verse 2: Young Buck] Okay now f** with it, you want it hard You gotta come and get me, I'm not moving I'm gettin' Novas I'm not losing I'm doin' sh** that you not doing Got acid buckets right by the door, holla 5-0 and I'ma run to 'em Might catch me with these couple pounds But you can guarantee that them bricks ruined No show dates, but I've been tourin' Been ridin' round with no insurance Got cannabis in my piss, so I take that b**h my friend urine Medellin Yay' in this Stingray And my son over 16, well I guess I'm a f**ed up parent Oh, cut that n***a no leeway Still get it there with no delay And I'm not hearing what she say I put heron in her Honda And I put that b**h on the free-way And ya'll cut me off, the plug cut me in I had cut it out and cut it up again I had c**aine comin' up to the pen I had the warden bringing that sh** in Eatin' lobster tail in my cell, sendin' racks out in my mail Who ever said that you can't get bread in the feds, I can't tell Right now I'm just on chill mode Honestly, I don't need work Dopeboy University I made a million off a t-shirt It's Buck