Lyrics G–Unit – I’m On It Like That
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50 Cent:
Can’t believe this, man. This fat nigga talking gbout how he wanna fight. I’ll fuck your ass up, Joe
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
I started out with more than a dollar and a dream
Ya’ll niggas know me, mane, I don’t give a fuck
From day one a nigga just trynna come up
Rings on my mama table, cups never in the coaster
Trigger finger soaked, pistol never in the holster
Five hundred grams, gem stars get to choppin’
.38 special with the grip, get to poppin’
My lifestyle is impeccable, I haunt you niggas
Such a fat ass lie, now I’m on you, nigga
You turn on your TV you see me on the screen
You doze off, fat fuck, see me in your dreams
If I don’t see you with the scope I’mma see you with the beam
And when you see the yellow tape, you can see the crime scene
You can mark, see the spot, then you know what I mean
In the day or in the dark, I put that work in, B
I’m on it like that, living like that, you made me like that
Pussy fat nigga fucking with me
I roll with the strap, sip on the yak, watch your back
Pussy boy really fucking with me
Lloyd Banks:
Louis Cotton can’t stand a stand up nigga
You gettin’ money, get your hands up, nigga
Go figure
Figure out a way to get you home
They swagger jacking so I switch cologne
Use a different tone or get hit with chrome
Throw shots, you gon’ pay for ’em
Name Banks, the PLK
Handle my BI the DL way, go play
50 Cent:
I’m on it like that, living like that, you made me like that
Pussy fat nigga fucking with me
I roll with the strap, sip on the yak, watch your back
Pussy boy really fucking with me
Tony Yayo:
Rap is like wresting, everything is fake
But it’s a good pussy-getter and the cash is great
The rap game, the grim reaper Koya
Little niggas like Game think they Ultimate Warrior
Fat niggas like Joe think they Andre The Giant
I put my Ruger in his face, his fat ass will be quiet
JAY Z, million dollar man, Nasty Nas’ virtue
Nigga, drop me out a show with my goons and murk you
Brraat
50 Cent:
I’m on it like that, living like that, you made me like that
Pussy fat nigga fucking with me
I roll with the strap, sip on the yak, watch your back
Pussy boy really fucking with me
Young Buck:
Charlie got a string on it, gauge got a beam on it
Niggas tell me he ain’t want it
I’mma hit him up anyway, ok-k
Tijuana, having meetings with my esés
Burritos and kilos, I get it back the next day
Buck, he gon’ wrap a nigga wife tonight
Anything is possible if the price is right
She want the nigga to own that big home you renting
Hope the nigga get you the little money you getting
Motherfucker
50 Cent:
I’m on it like that, living like that, you made me like that
Pussy fat nigga fucking with me
I roll with the strap, sip on the yak, watch your back
Pussy boy really fucking with me
