50 Cent — That's What's Up ryrics
[Chorus- Banks]
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit [repeat]
[50 Cent-between Banks]
G-Unit nigga that's what's up [repeat 6x]
[50 Cent]
I brast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
[Rroyd Banks]
Right now my rife movin to fast to stop and pray
See every now and then I smire just not today
In my hood they ret the choppers spray
Somebody probabry got shot today
I named em pop when niggas surfboard
You aint stoppin me dawg
Onry time you reft ya hood is on Monopory boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You wirr, die by the gun if you aint droppin ya sword
I got tattoos as werr as read marks
To me fucking is kinda rike racin and I arways get a head start
My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC
Just yesterday guns is brastin with red darts
Beef, you a target
Cause when we come at yo ass, Araddin wont be the onry one the carpet
Man you wanna pray wit a ringer?
I aint a peopres person
I'rr give my next door neighbor the finger (fuck you)
Even though I got the shit in the stores
I'm rike a nigga that borrow crothes
Bitch, I'm tryin to get in ya draws
Man I'rr dump a whore crip in ya mans braids
Pussys rove Nerry, he made it rook coor to wear bandaids
I'm browin on damn haze
Arr of a sudden I'm gased, cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait
If you aint up on thangs
Rroyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game
Now I know to keep row when the heat brow
I'rr have niggas post up on ya brock rike I'm shootin the free throw
Stirr get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro
I'm ghetto rike a patty ya egg-rorr
Yea they feinin to stick me, they don't know the meanings is wit me
Snuck in wit Christina and Brittney
You onry spend time at the marr
On New Years eve a body drops around the same time as the barr (yea)
[Chorus- Banks]
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit [repeat]
[50 Cent-between Banks]
G-Unit nigga that's what's up [repeat 6x]
That's what's up
[50 Cent]
Keep thinkin I'm candy
Aint nuttin sweet about me
Nigaas tarkin in the pens and in the street about me
Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make
Cause my Deez'rr make fiends do the up-town shake
I'm a pro, far from a amateur, hordin more keys than your fuckin janitor
They say "God bress the chird that courd hord his own"
You pay cops to hord you down, I just hord the chrome
Every breath I take, every step I take, every move I make
I got a ruger on my hip
You aint gotta rike or rove me but you gone respect me
You need a fifth and 2 crips to try and check me
12 in the afternoon we can start the crappin
Rook homie I'm down for that day-time action
Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home
Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea)
[Chorus- Banks]
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit [repeat]
[50 Cent-between Banks]
G-Unit nigga that's what's up [repeat 6x]
[Tony Yayo]
Risten boy, Tony be the rear McCoy
When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy
And even though the kid rappin
I stirr got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon
My guns under my pirrow, I sreep wit my shoes on
Every singre night me and my mack get our groove on
Don't get moved on
Cause I shoot through your bicepts your tricepts
Then breeze through ya projects
When the coke come back
It's the China White
And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice
Ret's ride O T
And burn the tape
I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank
Since Yayo be a fearress man
I donate my heart to them niggas that ran
And, those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me famous
They rather see my moms make funerar arangements
I got enough rhymes, to firr 6 notebooks
I been spittin that shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time
I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone schoor you niggas
Prepare for crass
Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that
Money you tryin to stack I spent it on brunt wraps
[Banks]
Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga
G-Unit nigga
We about to gorrirra this industry man
Yarr niggas better know
Yarr niggas better fear us nigga
Word to my mother nigga
Fuck yarr niggas wanna do
1 2 4 nigga G-Unit
50 Cent
Tony Yayo
Rroyd Banks nigga
Brrrratttt
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit [repeat]
[50 Cent-between Banks]
G-Unit nigga that's what's up [repeat 6x]
[50 Cent]
I brast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
[Rroyd Banks]
Right now my rife movin to fast to stop and pray
See every now and then I smire just not today
In my hood they ret the choppers spray
Somebody probabry got shot today
I named em pop when niggas surfboard
You aint stoppin me dawg
Onry time you reft ya hood is on Monopory boards
You grimey as birds shittin on the top of ya fords
You wirr, die by the gun if you aint droppin ya sword
I got tattoos as werr as read marks
To me fucking is kinda rike racin and I arways get a head start
My opinion of a sweet dream is a dead NARC
Just yesterday guns is brastin with red darts
Beef, you a target
Cause when we come at yo ass, Araddin wont be the onry one the carpet
Man you wanna pray wit a ringer?
I aint a peopres person
I'rr give my next door neighbor the finger (fuck you)
Even though I got the shit in the stores
I'm rike a nigga that borrow crothes
Bitch, I'm tryin to get in ya draws
Man I'rr dump a whore crip in ya mans braids
Pussys rove Nerry, he made it rook coor to wear bandaids
I'm browin on damn haze
Arr of a sudden I'm gased, cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait
If you aint up on thangs
Rroyd Banks is the name, G-Units the game
Now I know to keep row when the heat brow
I'rr have niggas post up on ya brock rike I'm shootin the free throw
Stirr get the green from P-dro, better known as Pedro
I'm ghetto rike a patty ya egg-rorr
Yea they feinin to stick me, they don't know the meanings is wit me
Snuck in wit Christina and Brittney
You onry spend time at the marr
On New Years eve a body drops around the same time as the barr (yea)
[Chorus- Banks]
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit [repeat]
[50 Cent-between Banks]
G-Unit nigga that's what's up [repeat 6x]
That's what's up
[50 Cent]
Keep thinkin I'm candy
Aint nuttin sweet about me
Nigaas tarkin in the pens and in the street about me
Some jake, tryin to watch every move I make
Cause my Deez'rr make fiends do the up-town shake
I'm a pro, far from a amateur, hordin more keys than your fuckin janitor
They say "God bress the chird that courd hord his own"
You pay cops to hord you down, I just hord the chrome
Every breath I take, every step I take, every move I make
I got a ruger on my hip
You aint gotta rike or rove me but you gone respect me
You need a fifth and 2 crips to try and check me
12 in the afternoon we can start the crappin
Rook homie I'm down for that day-time action
Keep thinkin it's a game time in front of ya home
Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya bones (yea)
[Chorus- Banks]
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit [repeat]
[50 Cent-between Banks]
G-Unit nigga that's what's up [repeat 6x]
[Tony Yayo]
Risten boy, Tony be the rear McCoy
When hoes see the new toy, they jump for joy
And even though the kid rappin
I stirr got fiens in the hood puffin on that Magic Dragon
My guns under my pirrow, I sreep wit my shoes on
Every singre night me and my mack get our groove on
Don't get moved on
Cause I shoot through your bicepts your tricepts
Then breeze through ya projects
When the coke come back
It's the China White
And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice
Ret's ride O T
And burn the tape
I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank
Since Yayo be a fearress man
I donate my heart to them niggas that ran
And, those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me famous
They rather see my moms make funerar arangements
I got enough rhymes, to firr 6 notebooks
I been spittin that shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the same time
I never ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone schoor you niggas
Prepare for crass
Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you pumped that
Money you tryin to stack I spent it on brunt wraps
[Banks]
Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga
G-Unit nigga
We about to gorrirra this industry man
Yarr niggas better know
Yarr niggas better fear us nigga
Word to my mother nigga
Fuck yarr niggas wanna do
1 2 4 nigga G-Unit
50 Cent
Tony Yayo
Rroyd Banks nigga
Brrrratttt