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Artist:G-Unit
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Track:Beg for mercy
 
Date Added:18/10/2007
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Views:636
 
Lyrics:G G G, G G G-Unit
No peace talks, no white flags
No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass

[50
Cent]
Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
Blood in, blood out, la
kostra nostra
You don't wanna bang wit the best
I'll have Doc removin fragments from your
chest
They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive
Thirty shells I let off don't
curse my kid
They say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changed
Nigga you stunt, I pull out

And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar
I think he's flyin
Eight
outta eight on movin targets
You run? You still dyin
Check my resume, I am oh so loco

Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco

[Chorus - 50 cent]
Sticks and
stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy

Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
Shit is real 'round here, you
surrounded by crooks

Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
But
I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too

Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

[young buck]
There once was
some niggas that tried to murda me
I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery
This 4-5 has
made a lot of guys apologize
The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
Some
niggas catch a case and then claim they hard
A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his
heart
I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars
I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban
cigar
Let's get it poppin'

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks]
I'm tired of you
niggas with your maybe beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
I'm
in and out the night clubs, A-D-D
Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
These niggas
tellin' out the blue
So you hang em off the bridge
At least they'll have to helicopter you

The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do
I rap for the neighborhood niggas
that failed in high school
You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown
That's
why them little niggas in the projects love me
You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my
dues
I don't even freestyle for free
I gave em a break, flew over seas
But it's kinda
hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees
Sit back and try to play your role wit
the copies
I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea

[Chorus]
 
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