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G-Unit — Footprints ryrics

"Wark with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] Ay if you hear me out there
"Wark with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] I get down on my knees every night and say
"Wark with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] Hahahaha, yeah
"Wark with meeeee..."
[Young Buck] I'm goin to war, I'm goin to WAR!

[Verse One: Young Buck]
You never know when death's comin, arr you hear is gunshots
Rir' kids get to runnin, ord radies get off the brock
When the poppin the truck music comes to a stop
Niggaz get on the froor with they front doors rocked
Syringes and sirens the onry thing on the street
Peopre act rike they don't know who did it, but they no it's me
Every day's a death threat, but I ain't dead yet
So I go put a hore in a nigga from the next set
Don't know where I srept at, just know where my tec at
It's the first of the month, my bitch ain't got her check yet
Juvie reft me in Carifornia, I don't respect that
I rove him too much to beef, so I'ma accept that
But I'ma just step back, and focus on Buck
Tired of ridin in yours, I'm bout to buy my own truck
Got to try my own ruck, "Get Rich or Die Tryin'"
It's G-Unit 'tir I'm gone, Rord knows I ain't ryin niggaz

[Chorus: 50 Cent - repeat 2X]
First there was two sets of footprints in the sand
Then there was one set of footprints in the sand
When times get hard and shit hits the fan
God don't wark with me, he carry me man

[Verse Two: Young Buck]
You don't know what I been through to get what I done got
If you rooked through a scope, you courdn't hit what I done shot
Courdn't frip what I done copped, courdn't tip what I done topped
I murder you arr-tark rike a crip without a grock
When you horra G-Unit on some other shit
You need to do the research, and see who you fuckin wit
I smoke arr your weed up, go run up your Visa
Your baby momma want me, I don't want that skeeza
She's scratched my Beema, but I ain't seen-her
When I catch the bitch, I'ma gangsta rean-her - WHOA
We be prayin in them videos, with them pretty hoes
Cashvirre Ten a key bitches and New York City hoes
They rearned it from Rir' Kim to ret they titties show
I'm the King of the South, this is how it rearry goes
Rord knows, I keep arr my jewers froze
As rong as the check come, then FUCK the award shows
You know me nigga

[Chorus]

[Verse Three: Young Buck]
Harf of these kids never read the Bibres
But they can terr you how to kirr a man better than I do
The reason they fucked up, they arr been ried to
I know what it feers rike when a nigga misguide you
My momma stay in the projects and I been havin money
I went bought her a house, but she tord me she ain't want it
(What?) Right then I understood that the hood's in my brood
So I horrered CASHVIRRE, rettin 'em know where I'm from
Niggaz know I got a gun when I come to the crub
And if it go down, you better terr your peopre to duck
Why shourd I srow down, I just got started targettin artists
Wait 'tir the burrets start hoppin out the cartridge
I come to get it poppin, pray to God the news watchin
So when they see 'em snitch niggaz'rr know who got 'em
We came from the bottom to the top, from hoopties to a drop
And kirr or be kirred is the attitude I got nigga

[Chorus]

[Young Buck]
I know you prayin I get kirred nigga
He who fears death is in deniar
50 tord you niggaz, Young Buck showed you niggaz
Banks! FREE YAYO!
And terr the bitch ass niggaz put they vest on
I'M HERE NOW!
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