Lyrics Lloyd Banks – Send Ya To Hell

Intro: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}
Yeah man, niggas know what it is, man.
Ain’t not better than this right here man, G-Unit man!
Fuck is the matter with this niggas? {MO’ MONEY…}

Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}
From the reef of the bottom {PART 3! } — we don’t came up with the money to change us,
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us,
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless,
car tires squeal

2 gun cocks
Motherfuckers I’ll send you to hell!

Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}:
I’m flying out the country ain’t no tellin’ when I’m gonna be back, (uh!)
To be honest half these artist never gonna see that. (nah!)
I keep my bad {Whoooooo! } habits away from where I’m gonna eat at, (oh, shiit!)
Before I sit up for a bitch I’ll lose 1 knee cap. (HA!)
I paid a visit to father one time but he flung me back,
Shot to these reasonable one’s with the guns we pack.
shot
Live for the dollar and grateful for each 1 we stack, (g’eah!)
Mind of a man with no sleep — my dawgs run feedback. (yeah!)
Don’t scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us,
Seed in the bag — like a popcorn man. (whooo!)
The one’s we pack is not gonna jam,
If we squeeze of the block go scram,
gunshot
boiled eggs is all I had, dag… {DAMN!}
I reacurred my senior cause — they remember me,
My grandfather still smokin Weed and he’s 70. (WA-HAHAHA!)
My blood rushing of this Hennessey

Chorus: 50 Cent {DJ Whoo Kid}
From the reef of the bottom — we don’t came up with the money to change us,
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, {CAN’T FORGET…}
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless,
gun cocks
{REE GOTTA!}
Motherfuckers I’ll send you to hell!

We don’t came up with the money to change us,
beat fades
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, {DEE!}
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless,
gun cocks

beat stops
Motherfuckers I’ll send you to hell!
gunshot