Lirik Lagu Beg For Mercy - G-Unit
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G G G, G G G-UnitNo peace talks, no white flagsNo mercy, I'm gettin yo ass
[50 Cent]Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastasBlood in, blood out, la kostra nostraYou don't wanna bang wit the bestI'll have Doc removin fragments from your chestThey say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgiveThirty shells I let off don't curse my kidThey say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changedNigga you stunt, I pull outAnd you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roarI think he's flyinEight outta eight on movin targetsYou run? You still dyinCheck my resume, I am oh so locoMama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
[Chorus - 50 Cent/Lloyd Banks]Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt meBut I take it like a man, you beg for mercyKeep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it tooShit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt meBut I take it like a man, you beg for mercyKeep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it tooShit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
[Young Buck]There once was some niggas that tried to murda meI hit em up, put em in plastic surgeryThis 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologizeThe truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of liesSome niggas catch a case and then claim they hardA couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heartI just play my part, and while you shootin up carsI'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigarLet's get it poppin'
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beefWe gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teethI'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-DDark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaksThese niggas tellin' out the blueSo you hang em off the bridgeAt least they'll have to helicopter youThe Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will doI rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high schoolYou can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grownThat's why them little niggas in the projects love meYou provide the beat downs for free, I paid my duesI don't even freestyle for freeI gave em a break, flew over seasBut it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the treesSit back and try to play your role wit the copiesI put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea
[Chorus]
[50 Cent]Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastasBlood in, blood out, la kostra nostraYou don't wanna bang wit the bestI'll have Doc removin fragments from your chestThey say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgiveThirty shells I let off don't curse my kidThey say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changedNigga you stunt, I pull outAnd you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roarI think he's flyinEight outta eight on movin targetsYou run? You still dyinCheck my resume, I am oh so locoMama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco
[Chorus - 50 Cent/Lloyd Banks]Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt meBut I take it like a man, you beg for mercyKeep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it tooShit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt meBut I take it like a man, you beg for mercyKeep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it tooShit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks
[Young Buck]There once was some niggas that tried to murda meI hit em up, put em in plastic surgeryThis 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologizeThe truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of liesSome niggas catch a case and then claim they hardA couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heartI just play my part, and while you shootin up carsI'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigarLet's get it poppin'
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beefWe gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teethI'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-DDark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaksThese niggas tellin' out the blueSo you hang em off the bridgeAt least they'll have to helicopter youThe Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will doI rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high schoolYou can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grownThat's why them little niggas in the projects love meYou provide the beat downs for free, I paid my duesI don't even freestyle for freeI gave em a break, flew over seasBut it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the treesSit back and try to play your role wit the copiesI put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea
[Chorus]
