Yea, I the way this feel This makes me just (G G G G G G-Unit) Bucks up! haha (Female "G-Unit") Yea. Nigga you shit on me, I'll on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye the shots or die nigga You can't roll wit me I'm Banks the one and only Not your buddy, not pal, not your homie There ain't a government around that can me, ohhh no I'm on that doggy shit, man I don't love a hoe Apple wasn't around so I had to let my brother Never stay in center, play the back and let money grow them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo South side nigga yeah thats where I come from If you see a nigga with me then theres more one gun Five straight soldier that tired of being the dumb one Or satisfied being another niggas dun-dun We all know friendships turn sour you gettin' it niggas hate me in the hood but I don't owe them niggas shit Smellin' all up in my face like I don't them niggas sick But I can care less, I'm on the and I'm gettin' rich Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the shots or die (Die nigga) Walkin' and talkin' it how I live it nigga from the country, dirty south get it nigga Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my They said there wasn't shootin', but they no shells New York City, Hell they throwin' niggas under I got love for them and I even from there Now bust a for them boys on the block I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the nigga There bout the sound of a Trey-Pound That make me up, hop out and make a nigga lay down See every time we round' ya hear some go off And niggas get there chains when they try and show off outs in broad day we do it the mob way And come to find out these is softer than Shawty I'mma keep my life with a pistol in my palm And a full of ice You can me the Don motherfucker We want the eye 'n' son make one wrong and your dyin' no time for coppin' heat nigga ya cryin' 'Cause my niggas ain't goin'stop ridin', so you Nigga you shit on me, shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the or die nigga I got a hand gun habit, nigga front I'll let ya it When the go off cops sayin 50 back at it I'm to the feathers on these bird ass niggas Front and put ya brains on that curbed fence nigga I ain't a marksman my spark and spray shit Enough rounds for the H K I don't play Move like I'm militant on that gorilla shit Moody, disrespectful, I'm ruley but niggas move me I squeeze till I run outta ammo, if it's a problem handled I'll have people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles You fuck around I'll blow your brains on my New York Run home turn to the sports and read your mind It's crystal clear you should when that gat bust First it's crime scene tape you end up in that Black Hurst We don't go to funerals but we'll go to wake fam View your body all banged up, you made a man Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye Survive the or die nigga (Die nigga) Nigga you on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me, put a hit on you A eye for an eye the shots or die nigga (Die nigga)