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G-Unit( G Unit )
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Pump Pump
[Verse 1]:Loyd Banks
80's baby, product of the era with the stem On record, don't need no rep from no rapper, and that from them --------The P.L.K is too fast to comprehend---------- --------The P.L.K is too fast to comprehend---------- --------The P.L.K is too fast to comprehend---------- --------The P.L.K is too fast to comprehend---------- --------The P.L.K is too fast to comprehend---------- Winnin', you neva lost, dumb nigga, you lack within Corny nigga's shakin' in they slims on live radio Kill 'em on my lonely corny 45 rape me flow The four feet Louie sneaks with the navy sole Phone tapped for three weeks, so icy made my lady cold Uh! I'm kickin' bitches out with style Neva talk to pillows, keep my business out the crowd ---[ ?]---hit the strippers with a thou' like, BOW! Check out my Playa lifestyle [And though I mean it call don't quit]?, don't got to say it twice now I hit the ink and drop it down, [ ? ]my lights down Ain't nobody seein' me, all I see is opportunity Pain, power and passion, pourin' out me since puberty Aye, yo, you don't want the glory? [ ? ]my community Flyin' border you saw me, shawty with all of my jewellery Callin' me usually, 40 's go to the family, yo Somethin' in the water, goons will kill you for a cameo Where the money go, where can't he go. Understand me though Bunch of models up, he got everyone on your camera roll
[Verse 2]: Tony Yayo I'm in the club, got them killa' niggas with me I need 50… bottles, 50 models is sick as sticky Southside in the club with me And my nigga Kidd Kidd got the twin 50's The S5-50, the 20-14, wanted a drug dealer car since the age of 14 Flee the scene, came birdie and from Beantown Got the beam on the strap when I swing round DaVinci down, my belt H-Town Hermed shit, hold the tray down I used to move work on a greyhound In an Amtrak, my mule ass fat , 62 all up in the ass crack I flipped that, then I call my connect back My baby gotta eat, I need Similac Make a movie with the Pryex, Cinemax
[Verse 3]: Young Buck Fuck what I been through, yeah I'm goin' through it, and no-one do it better though And everything in my past, I had to let it go From my arrest raids up until my essays Let's just say my nigga', my debt's paid There's one stage and one mic But the money still green and the bricks white Check in muthafuckers while I take flight I never seen nothin' money can't make right No manager, been managing my own Nanna callin' my phone and the damage is gone This shit crazy, too late cuz the camera's on This shit amazing, rappers get the stammer goin' You get the line? Talkin' bout the shells that they buyin' And the jets that they flyin', he ain't neva got a dime like me The East side is who you need to be, cuz the outside ain't you and the partner we see
[Verse 4]: Kidd Kidd
[Verse 5]: Lloyd Banks
Verse 6]: Tony Yayo
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