i told you
Singer:game, the
i told you not to fuck with my gangsta
i swear to god i told him mase
prayin on my downfall since i came up
i'm riding through your neighborhood with my stainless
if i can't get you i'm fucking lloyd banks up
you know nigga look at my face
i told you not to mess with my gangsta
i swear to god i told him mase
prayin on my downfall since i came up
you told us that ja rule was a wanksta
now the whole g-unit camp is in danger
first things first motherfuckin
it's easy to stretch the truth now that homo died
in front of your grandma's house
nigga ran up on yo' shit and let off nine
and fifty knows homocide let off nine
you ain't die cuz you only got shot 3 times
he was screaming that' shy they knocked his teeth out
i've seen your medical reports you phony homie
look me in the eye's i tried to warn you homie
a coward dies a thousand deaths in his vest
i'll give you six more slug
till' everybody from ny wanna be from the west
kiss my converse bitch and take your last breath
cuz that g-unit shit ain't gonna last
you could sign jesus christ
he couldn't save your ass
i told you not to fuck with my gangsta
i swear to god i told him mase
prayin on my downfall since i came up
i'm riding through your neighborhood with my stainless
if i can't get you i'm fucking lloyd banks up
you know nigga look at my face
i told you not to mess with my gangsta
i swear to god i told him mase
prayin on my downfall since i came up
you told us that ja rule was a wanksta
now the whole g-unit camp is in danger
i took a trip to connecticut
i was lurking with the glock
mad cuz shot money had me working with the cops
when your first album came out you left out some things
you get low like bleek when them ratchets bang
mase step inside the confessional booth
you turned your back on god
the devil got you spooked
you don't even got your own block
takin orders from a snitch
and little curtis always lookin for a scam to pull
you ain't the real 50 cent
you got shot in the mouth once you still talkin' shit
gap teeth in your mouth so my dick has got to fit
now my nuts on your tonsils
my little kid is screaming g-unot at your council
i told you not to fuck with my gangsta
i swear to god i told him mase
prayin on my downfall since i came up
i'm riding through your neighborhood with my stainless
if i can't get you i'm fucking lloyd banks up
you know nigga look at my face
i told you not to mess with my gangsta
i swear to god i told him mase
prayin on my downfall since i came up
you told us that ja rule was a wanksta
now the whole g-unit camp is in danger