Ain't No Click ReMix : 50 Cent Feat 2Pac, Lloyd Banks G-Unit Music
LYRICS:
[Tony Yayo]
Yee nigga
Fuckin back hunger for more
Tony's home
Yo Banks I told these niggas man
[Lloyd Banks]
Yall done fucked up now
Yee!
Yeeeeee!
[Tony Yayo]
Here We go
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]
Aint no click like the one I'm with
If the drama gets thick its the guns I get (Now)
G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)
If you aint reppin where you from this is (Down)
We gettin dough everywhere we go
And it's killin 'em slow just to hear me blow (Now)
G Unit niggaz is runnin this shit (Now)
If you aint reppin where you from sit down
(50 Cent)
I'm in my Lambo maggot, my 44 faggot
Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget
See the shit I got on, homey I hate too
My teflon arm brought my government issues
I'll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues
Your wife on the futon huggin that skitzo
Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways
Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's
And got more whips than a runaway slave
Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades
When I made fifty mill, Em got paid
I ain't even gotta rap now life is made
Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy man
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Make sure the birds dont get brought to 'em
I watched Kobe go from the basketball court to the courtroom
Go ahead try n do me harm soldier
you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower
And I'll be damn if I co-sign a old snitch
that was gangbangin when jaws was a goldfish
I'm the name they all screamin on the street
for bullyin the bassline and leanin on the beat
(50 Cent)
I'm internationally known as the kid with the flow
That brings enough dough it's never enough dough
Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto'
Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo'
Stashbox by the dashbox incase they want war
Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law
I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure
I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy
I set the club on fire I told ya
I'm the general salute me soldier
[Chorus]
(2Pac)
And ugh
I started out dumb
Sprung off a hood rat
Listening to the radio
Wishing that I could rap
But nothing changed
I was stuck in the game
Cause everybody in the industry was fucking me man
Listen
I've got a scheme
Break away do my own thing
Drop some conversation
Sit back and let the phone ring
Niggas they wanna see me rise
'97 watch me cut these motherfuckers down to size
And if I catch another case
Lord knows how they hate me
Got a playa in the court room
Please don't let them frame me
I've been dealt a lot of bad cards
Living as a thug
Count my blessings
Don't stress in this land with no love
Maybe if they see me rolling
Look at all this green I'm holding
I guess that's why the envious
Get their eye swollen
Hoping the heavenly farther love a hustler
Be the hardest nigga on earth to ever bust a nut
My homies tell me have a heart
Fuck they feelings
I've been trying to make a million since we started
We cold hearted
Niggas in masks that'll blast at the task force
Empty out my clip
Time to mash
They asked for it
Me Makaveli I'm a motherfucker
We break bread
Now we thug brothers (huhuh)
Niggas talk a lot of nonsense
I choose to ignore
A war
They ain't ready for it (huhuh)
[Chorus]
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