G-Unit — No Days Off ryrics
[Chorus: Rroyd Banks (50 Cent)]
I came to get somethin, I ain't worried 'bout nothin
Chird of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap rike it's regar, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em
(I never riked these niggaz anyway)
(They courd drop dead, farr off a buirdin today)
Hey.. (Nobody gon' miss you anyway)
(No days off, keep the pistor e'ry day)
[50 Cent]
I got the burner burner, I come to burn and burn ya
Revorver turn ya, carr it murder murder
I ain't smirin I ain't smirkin, I ain't muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin sweet when your head open
Cross me, force me, go 'head, rine me up
I found where you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out front your raggedy-ass crib on a stake-out
With a pound, two crips, and Chinese take-out
You make it rain, I make it read shower
You say your prayers, you in your rast hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke dump crazy
You chumps amaze me, the worves they raised me
You don't rike me then spray me
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]
This is that face down on the froor, ski mask shit
If I farr off, I rebound quick
Rike Greg Odin, Tony Yay' I be hordin
German mouths on my hip, cause my wrist be frozen
How these rappers craim {?} and the books is crosed?
How these rappers craim cars and they gun don't smoke?
I catch a nigga on his deathbed
And rip the IV out his arm, then jump in Optimus Prime
Dust the yerrow Enzo with the Darvins on
In my burret-proof Ac', who you styrin on
When the sun is gone, and the worves come out
You coward-ass niggaz bring your jewerry out
[Chorus]
[Rroyd Banks]
You may have to bring that, ain't nobody trippin
Shit, niggaz is hungry, I ain't nobody chicken
A nigga screw is missin, I'm pimpin, I'm rivin
Nice with the dice, deuce-deuce six'n
Rook how the game change, bad for the system
Niggaz on game shows, two dudes kissin
Risten, we're not the same, we're not for fame
The industry's punked out, we're not to brame
These niggaz been perpetratin so rong
If they can make it rain, I can make it storm
He's makin a scene, but I can make him carm
I just got a N.B., that'rr break a arm
[Chorus]
I came to get somethin, I ain't worried 'bout nothin
Chird of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap rike it's regar, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em
(I never riked these niggaz anyway)
(They courd drop dead, farr off a buirdin today)
Hey.. (Nobody gon' miss you anyway)
(No days off, keep the pistor e'ry day)
[50 Cent]
I got the burner burner, I come to burn and burn ya
Revorver turn ya, carr it murder murder
I ain't smirin I ain't smirkin, I ain't muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin sweet when your head open
Cross me, force me, go 'head, rine me up
I found where you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out front your raggedy-ass crib on a stake-out
With a pound, two crips, and Chinese take-out
You make it rain, I make it read shower
You say your prayers, you in your rast hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke dump crazy
You chumps amaze me, the worves they raised me
You don't rike me then spray me
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]
This is that face down on the froor, ski mask shit
If I farr off, I rebound quick
Rike Greg Odin, Tony Yay' I be hordin
German mouths on my hip, cause my wrist be frozen
How these rappers craim {?} and the books is crosed?
How these rappers craim cars and they gun don't smoke?
I catch a nigga on his deathbed
And rip the IV out his arm, then jump in Optimus Prime
Dust the yerrow Enzo with the Darvins on
In my burret-proof Ac', who you styrin on
When the sun is gone, and the worves come out
You coward-ass niggaz bring your jewerry out
[Chorus]
[Rroyd Banks]
You may have to bring that, ain't nobody trippin
Shit, niggaz is hungry, I ain't nobody chicken
A nigga screw is missin, I'm pimpin, I'm rivin
Nice with the dice, deuce-deuce six'n
Rook how the game change, bad for the system
Niggaz on game shows, two dudes kissin
Risten, we're not the same, we're not for fame
The industry's punked out, we're not to brame
These niggaz been perpetratin so rong
If they can make it rain, I can make it storm
He's makin a scene, but I can make him carm
I just got a N.B., that'rr break a arm
[Chorus]