Lloyd Banks - Send Ya To Hell lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}] Yeah man, n***as know what it is, man. Ain't not better than this right here man, G-Unit man! f** is the matter with this n***as? {MO' MONEY...} [Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}] From the reef of the bottom {PART 3! } - we don't came up with the money to change us, You trying to come up how the f** can you blame us, n***as tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, [car tires squeal] [2 gun co*ks] Motherf**ers I'll send you to hell! [Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}:] I'm flying out the country ain't no tellin' when I'm gonna be back, (uh!) To be honest half these artist never gonna see that. (nah!) I keep my bad {Whoooooo! } habits away from where I'm gonna eat at, (oh, shiit!) Before I sit up for a b**h I'll lose 1 knee cap. (HA!) I paid a visit to father one time but he flung me back, Shot to these reasonable one's with the guns we pack. [shot] Live for the dollar and grateful for each 1 we stack, (g'eah!) Mind of a man with no sleep - my dawgs run feedback. (yeah!) Don't scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us, Seed in the bag - like a popcorn man. (whooo!) The one's we pack is not gonna jam, If we squeeze of the block go scram, [gunshot] boiled eggs is all I had, dag... {DAMN!} I reacurred my senior cause - they remember me, My grandfather still smokin Weed and he's 70. (WA-HAHAHA!) My blood rushing of this Hennessey Walkin' out the door with a felony, check check out my melody. - n***a! {Whooooo!} [Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}] From the reef of the bottom - we don't came up with the money to change us, You trying to come up how the f** can you blame us, {CAN'T FORGET...} n***as tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, [gun co*ks] {REE GOTTA!} Motherf**ers I'll send you to hell! We don't came up with the money to change us, [beat fades] You trying to come up how the f** can you blame us, {DEE!} n***as tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, [gun co*ks] [beat stops] Motherf**ers I'll send you to hell! [gunshot]