Album : Rotten Apple
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Yeah, niggaz it's 2006
And I'm back in this bitch
G-Unit

When I come through I'm comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?

'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and what's in it

And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it

Rap gone get that boy found in a river
Dead by a trigga thinkin' he Schwarzenegger
Fools don't take him I took him across the liver
Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from the sizzler

The drama is a part of the story that I'm a give ya
The black mags and back stabs are so familiar
The knapsacks and black bags are full of scrilla
That lame ain't a killa he softer than chinchilla

And I'm a GT see a 4 door wheeler
Matter fact this summer it's 44 4 wheelers
45 on my side shorty ride for his pride
Forty eyes on the prize now I'm energized

Nothin' but shiny shit around the neck n rims
Bitches only come around when ya gettin' record spins
What a way to double up, I'm headin' on my second wind
Rollin' luggage on the jet I ain't gotta check it in

When I come through I'm comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?

'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and what's in it

And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it

This is heroin medicine that morphine flow
My gun go off nigga and everybody know
I hold it down with the pound three hundred and fifty seven ways
Hollow tip graze 'ell put a part through ya waves

Half Christian half killa half man half gorilla
I pop somethin' do a nigga dirty for that scrilla
Now I'm floored D's kick the door, found me on the floor
By my toilet tryna flush that raw, toilet wouldn't flush I'm fucked

Half a brick of yay goin' round and round
Mary J my life I'm goin' down
It sounds like we all came up the same
Nigga I'm for real they just rappin' mane

Find out when the semis come out
I'll blow the engine out ya hemi no doubt
I'm New York cities pharaoh, I'll have you starin'
Down the barrel, you got 'em good, get 'em it's cool, hit 'em

When I come through I'm comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?

'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and what's in it

And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it

You about to get that ass caught up in some shit
We about to show that ass how it get
When the jealousy turn envy n the shit
Turn deadly the innocent gets hit

Pull up in them whips tinted out spittin' out
Hollows and they rip, niggaz apart in the dark
Or it's day time it's good with me
Just cool I brought the whole hood with me

We had a Gabriel right before MTV
So we can g him to give us that chain for cheap
We got David and Jacob for them bracelets and rings
'Cause our verse in the hood makes their names ring

She take a picture with me on B E T
She the new talk of the hood it's P C P
One taste of the stick she hooked like fish
Me banks and have got this shit vice gripped

When I come through I'm comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you?

'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
And you can roll if you with it
I got to get it got to get it
The world and what's in it

And you can get it you can get it
In a New York minute
I got to get it got to get it
Yeah, niggaz it's 2006   And I'm back in this bitch   G-Unit      When I come through I'm comfortable   49's 45's a pump or two   We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew   Matter fact who the fuck are you?      'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it   And you can roll if you with it   I got to get it got to get it   The world and what's in it      And you can get it you can get it   In a New York minute   I got to get it got to get it      Rap gone get that boy found in a river   Dead by a trigga thinkin' he Schwarzenegger   Fools don't take him I took him across the liver   Keep Lloyd line on my stomach from the sizzler      The drama is a part of the story that I'm a give ya   The black mags and back stabs are so familiar   The knapsacks and black bags are full of scrilla   That lame ain't a killa he softer than chinchilla      And I'm a GT see a 4 door wheeler   Matter fact this summer it's 44 4 wheelers   45 on my side shorty ride for his pride   Forty eyes on the prize now I'm energized      Nothin' but shiny shit around the neck n rims   Bitches only come around when ya gettin' record spins   What a way to double up, I'm headin' on my second wind   Rollin' luggage on the jet I ain't gotta check it in      When I come through I'm comfortable   49's 45's a pump or two   We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew   Matter fact who the fuck are you?      'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it   And you can roll if you with it   I got to get it got to get it   The world and what's in it      And you can get it you can get it   In a New York minute   I got to get it got to get it      This is heroin medicine that morphine flow   My gun go off nigga and everybody know   I hold it down with the pound three hundred and fifty seven ways   Hollow tip graze 'ell put a part through ya waves      Half Christian half killa half man half gorilla   I pop somethin' do a nigga dirty for that scrilla   Now I'm floored D's kick the door, found me on the floor   By my toilet tryna flush that raw, toilet wouldn't flush I'm fucked      Half a brick of yay goin' round and round   Mary J my life I'm goin' down   It sounds like we all came up the same   Nigga I'm for real they just rappin' mane      Find out when the semis come out   I'll blow the engine out ya hemi no doubt   I'm New York cities pharaoh, I'll have you starin'   Down the barrel, you got 'em good, get 'em it's cool, hit 'em      When I come through I'm comfortable   49's 45's a pump or two   We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew   Matter fact who the fuck are you?      'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it   And you can roll if you with it   I got to get it got to get it   The world and what's in it      And you can get it you can get it   In a New York minute   I got to get it got to get it      You about to get that ass caught up in some shit   We about to show that ass how it get   When the jealousy turn envy n the shit   Turn deadly the innocent gets hit      Pull up in them whips tinted out spittin' out   Hollows and they rip, niggaz apart in the dark   Or it's day time it's good with me   Just cool I brought the whole hood with me      We had a Gabriel right before MTV   So we can g him to give us that chain for cheap   We got David and Jacob for them bracelets and rings   'Cause our verse in the hood makes their names ring      She take a picture with me on B E T   She the new talk of the hood it's P C P   One taste of the stick she hooked like fish   Me banks and have got this shit vice gripped      When I come through I'm comfortable   49's 45's a pump or two   We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew   Matter fact who the fuck are you?      'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it   And you can roll if you with it   I got to get it got to get it   The world and what's in it      And you can get it you can get it   In a New York minute   I got to get it got to get it
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