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g unit - bump dat street mix lyrics

[tony yayo]
new sh-t
tony yayo, 50 cent c’mon

[hook: 50 cent]
b-mp dat
n-gg-s try to stunt on my click
then when i get on that sh-t
i bring it to ’em where they pump at
12 gauge mashberg
no sh-ll in the head
before you put in work, you gotta pump that
you done hit a n-gg- with it and you runnin to polices
come and take my advice, n-gg-, dump that
this is serious, these rap n-gg-s, i’m just havin fun with it
50 cent, n-gg-, b-mp dat

[50 cent]
my son ask “daddy why carry a gun, you ain’t a cop”
looked at him and said “sometimes you gotta shoot or get shot”
wanna go to show-and-tell and show the cl-ss my glock?
show ’em the clip
show ’em the beam
show ’em how daddy lean
in the convertible jag
22 inch mags
for a high school drop out, sh-t, that ain’t bag
i’m not a blood or a crip, i’m doing my own thang
g-unit
sh-t, i done started my own gang
i don’t go that funny dance
i don’t throw gang signs
but i’m a gangsta to the core so i stay with a nine
think all i do is rap, then you don’t know me good
have smurf hangin out the sun roof to light up your hood, man
cause lethal ain’t never seen blaco comin’
but if he did .. you think he woulda started runnin?
and i move with the doublemint twins and two macs
and leave you flat your back
brrat
take that

[hook]

[tony yayo]
i gotta half a mil deal with no diploma
ice so blind it give your -ss glaucoma
its hard to live, but it’s easy to die
so i’m going through life lookin death in the eye
these rappers ain’t gun slingers
they r&b singers
g-unit, come thru with some guerilla n-gg-s
minimum wage ain’t gonna pay the rent
cause the seats in the coupe got the fendi print
and this sh-t right here for the listeners pleasure
i’m still on the strip with the fifth and my ever
its t-o-n-y
stay with a semi
milk your crack spot – till the sh-t be bone dry
you think you pump hard? n-gg- i pump harder
my phone ring so much, i walk around with the charger
when the d’s come around, i’ma swallow my crack
sh-t the work out later, and hit ’em with that
if it’s a direct sale
i’ma change the bill
tryin to push the new range cause they changed the grille
look n-gg- we icey thugs
we stay with them things so we stay with some nike gloves

[hook]

[tony yayo]
just havin fun with this rap sh-t, man
it never stops
my man 50 done put out, what, three alb-ms on the street?
and y’all ain’t even hear the new sh-t
just keep goin’ and goin’ and goin’
motherf-ckin’ duracell battery
it never stops
word up
g-unit
sha money xl

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