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g-unit – i’m on it like that lyrics

[intro: 50 cent]
can’t believe this, man. this fat n-gga talking gbout how he wanna fight. i’ll f-ck your -ss up, joe

[verse 1: 50 cent]
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
i started out with more than a dollar and a dream
three and half grams and the pistol, nah’mean?
ya’ll n-ggas know me, mane, i don’t give a f-ck
from day one a n-gga just trynna come up
rings on my mama table, cups never in the coaster
trigger finger soaked, pistol never in the holster
five hundred grams, gem stars get to choppin’
.38 special with the grip, get to poppin’
my lifestyle is impeccable, i haunt you n-ggas
such a fat -ss lie, now i’m on you, n-gga
you turn on your tv you see me on the screen
you doze off, fat f-ck, see me in your dreams
if i don’t see you with the scope i’mma see you with the beam
and when you see the yellow tape, you can see the crime scene
you can mark, see the spot, then you know what i mean
in the day or in the dark, i put that work in, b

[chorus: 50 cent]
i’m on it like that, living like that, you made me like that
p-ssy fat n-gga f-cking with me
i roll with the strap, sip on the yak, watch your back
p-ssy boy really f-cking with me

[verse 2: lloyd banks]
louis cotton can’t stand a stand up n-gga
you gettin’ money, get your hands up, n-gga
go figure
figure out a way to get you home
they swagger jacking so i switch cologne
use a different tone or get hit with chrome
you ain’t touching me, no way, josé, holmes
throw shots, you gon’ pay for ’em
name banks, the plk
handle my bi the dl way, go play

[verse 3: tony yayo]
rap is like wresting, everything is fake
but it’s a good p-ssy-getter and the cash is great
the rap game, the grim reaper koya
little n-ggas like game think they ultimate warrior
fat n-ggas like joe think they andre the giant
i put my ruger in his face, his fat -ss will be quiet
jay z, million dollar man, nasty nas’ virtue
n-gga, drop me out a show with my goons and murk you
brraat

[verse 4: young buck]
charlie got a string on it, gauge got a beam on it
n-ggas tell me he ain’t want it
i’mma hit him up anyway, ok-k
tijuana, having meetings with my esés
burritos and kilos, i get it back the next day
buck, he gon’ wrap a n-gga wife tonight
anything is possible if the price is right
she want the n-gga to own that big home you renting
hope the n-gga get you the little money you getting
motherf-cker

- g unit lyrics

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