| The lyric of Gangsta Shit, G Unit's song 50 Cent - Talking Yeahniggas talking all that gangsta shit Acting like my money ain t no good in the hoodyou know what I mean? Fucking head blown off niggayou know? Chorus x2 Theythey talking that That gangsta shit They ain t about that Manmatter of fact Hand me my strap Show me where they at I ll stop em from talking like that 50 Cent I m the talk to hit every barbershop and beauty salon Cause these other niggas that rap ain t on the shit that I m on Cause 50 this50 that50 stay with a gat Thirty-two shots in the cliphollow tips in the Mack But when I come throughshh... the talking stop My money long nowI can make the Pope get shot Nowwe can blow an hour talking bout the stones I rock All the hoes I gotcause he stunts in the drop Nownawyou love the kids50 on that killa shit That been mobbed the bad manbitchy as guerilla shit I m marking my music like diesel on the block So if you with me you gon eat and you gon starve if you not Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha I ll send your kids through the shooterCrip niggas love me like they love Hoova They tell me see careful goodcause niggas wanna see like you They ain t used to a G like youBLAM! Chorus Young Buck You think you a killer but we gon just pay em a visit Put the potato in the barrel so nobody hear it I keep a holster on my shoulder like I m John Wayne Shooting these niggas lights out like Lebron James Holla my namegimme a reason to see you bleeding After you feel these hollow tipsniggathen we eating Full of anger until there s no more bullets in the chamber Ain t nothing like when you get popped and don t know who to blame-a Nigga told meDo your dirt all by your lonely So I go hit them niggas fore 50 couldn t even hold me I m waitinganticipating to put a nigga under Smoking like we some Jamaicans fucking with this ganja Ride with no hesitationretaliation is a must Bad as I want tosome shit I just don t discuss So point him out and watch how I knock him off Everywhere you bitches goI got a nigga watching ya llmotherfuckers! Chorus Lloyd Banks Come onniggaI ain t here to make no friendsjust cut the checks I got a long pump that ll put your stupid ass up in steps Begging niggas don t understand though Probably cause my hand glow when I m anticipating the lambo Lean out my bucket for niggas thinking they Rambo You get one warning so I suggest you let your man know These rap niggas portray to be toughnobody acting soft Til they laid out in the hospitaleating applesauce Usually for yapping off and turn apologetic Waving a white flagthe danger they might have My niggas buying so much ammo If you reach in the couch for loose changeyou ll probably feel on the handle Holding sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones So I suggest you get alarm systems in both homes There s only one team on topwe number one with a glock Fuck around and get your dumb ass SHOT! Chorus
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