G-Unit — No Days Off (T.O.S (Terminate on Sight) 2008)
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No Days Off (T.O.S (Terminate on Sight) 2008) G-Unit03:57
Текст песни: No Days Off (T.O.S (Terminate on Sight) 2008)
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent] I came to get somethin', I ain't worried 'bout nothin' Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin' Strap like it's legal, ridin around bumpin' If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em I never liked these niggas anyway They could drop dead, fall off a building today Hey.. Nobody gon' miss you anyway No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day [Verse 1: 50 Cent] I got the burner burner, I come to burn and burn ya Revolver turn ya, call it murder murder I ain't smilin' I ain't smirkin', I ain't muh'fuckin' jokin' See if you think somethin sweet when your head open Cross me, force me, go 'head, line me up I found where you rest at, you grimy fuck I be out front your raggedy-ass crib on a stake-out With a pound, two clips, and Chinese take-out You make it rain, I make it lead shower You say your prayers, you in your last hour I have you pushin up daisies, the coke dump crazy You chumps amaze me, the wolves they raised me You don't like me, spray me [Chorus: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent] I came to get somethin', I ain't worried 'bout nothin' Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin' Strap like it's legal, ridin around bumpin' If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em I never liked these niggas anyway They could drop dead, fall off a building today Hey.. Nobody gon' miss you anyway No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day [Verse 2: Tony Yayo] This is that face down on the floor, ski mask shit If I fall off, I rebound quick Like Greg Oden, Tony Yay' I be holdin German mouths on my hip, cause my wrist be frozen How these rappers claim Blood and the books is closed? How these rappers claim Cuz and they gun don't smoke? I catch a nigga on his deathbed And rip the IV out his arm, then jump in Optimus Prime Dust the yellow Enzo with the Dalvins on In my bullet-proof Ac', who you stylin on When the sun is gone, and the wolves come out You coward-ass niggas bring your jewelry out [Chorus: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent] I came to get somethin', I ain't worried 'bout nothin' Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin' Strap like it's legal, ridin around bumpin' If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em I never liked these niggas anyway They could drop dead, fall off a building today Hey.. Nobody gon' miss you anyway No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] You may have to bring that, ain't nobody trippin' Shit, niggas is hungry, I ain't nobody chicken A nigga screw is missin', I'm pimpin', I'm livin' Nice with the dice, deuce-deuce six'n Look how the game change, bad for the system Niggas on game shows, two dudes kissin' Listen, we're not the same, we're not for fame The industry's punked out, we're not to blame These niggas been perpetratin' so long If they can make it rain, I can make it storm He's makin' a scene, but I can make him calm I just got a N.B., that'll break a arm [Chorus: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent] I came to get somethin', I ain't worried 'bout nothin' Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin' Strap like it's legal, ridin around bumpin' If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em I never liked these niggas anyway They could drop dead, fall off a building today Hey.. Nobody gon' miss you anyway No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day
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