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50 Cent - Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us lyrics
(50 Cent)
 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
 Young Buck, Game
 G G G G G G G G G G G-Unit!
 See I'm A City Boy, Man I Ain't from the south
 50 Cent Man Ya Niggaz Yall Know Wat I'm About
 I'm Bout My Money Mayne, I'm On The Paper Chase
 I Have Doc Tyin Yo Face Like A Shoe Lase
 See I Don't Play No Games, I Cut Ya Up Mayne
 I Get Tired Of Hearin You Talk, I Fuck Ya Up Mayne
 You See Me In The Club, You Know A Nigga Strap
 Picture Me Partyin, Playin Games, Without My Gat
 (Young Buck)
 They Say The Clubs A Death Trap
 Cuz Niggaz Be Beefin, And they be thinkin it's cool,
 So That Be Right Were They Be Left At
 Wonder Why I Dress Black
 Cuz Aint No Tellin Were I Gotta Bust This Tech At
 That Click Clack! Mean Get Back Or Get Hit
 Them Niggaz Tried To Rob Me But They Ain't Get Shit
 Quick Wit The 4-5 Nigga Take That
 And Call Game, Tell Him Scoop Me In The May Back
 G Unit
 (Chorus)
 Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us
 Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us
 Homie! 
 Y'all Ain't Fuckin Wit Us 
 Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us
 (Lloyd Banks)
 It's 2004, 
 New Pound In The Drawer
 Blue Powder Is All, 
 With Jewels Outta The Store
 The Flashy, Playboy Fools Try To Ignore
 Y'all Gon Make Me Build A Pool Outta The Floor
 Before You Come Acting Wild
 Ask Saddam For Advice 
 Cuz You Gon Be In The Ground For A While Now
 My Weed Is Exotic, Fuck Wit The Basics 50 Cent - Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us - http://motolyrics.com/50-cent/yall-niggaz-aint-fuckin-wit-us-lyrics.html
 Purple Haze Got My Ass Stuck In The Matrix
 (Chorus)
 Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us
 Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us
 Homie! 
 Y'all Ain't Fuckin Wit Us 
 Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us
 (Game)
 When I'm in MIA
 I'm Wit My Hatian Crew
 Any Beef Wit G-Unit 
 Niggaz Will Eat You Like Jamaica Food
 A Year Ago I Was Makin Moves
 The Closest I Ever Been To N.Y Was Krush Groove
 Now I Walk Through Manhattan 
 Pants Saggin Me And Chi Money 
 Tryin To Get 50 To Put On A Pair Of Khakis
 We Fuckin Niggaz Up From Compton To Queens
 Write What You Want You Still Can't Sell Your Magazine Bitch!
 (Chorus)
 Y'all Niggaz Ain't Fuckin Wit Us
 Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us
 Homie! 
 Y'all Ain't Fuckin Wit Us 
 Y'all Aint Fuckin Wit Us
G G G G G G UNIT!
There's A Price On Your Head Motherfucker
Nigga I'm Here To Gad Dammit Take The Hit 50 Wat You Want Me To Do Nigga Lets Ride
Nigga Only Worth A Buck Anyway I'll Kill Him For A Dollar
Its All Hood Game You In The Game Nigga Come To Riches And The Bitches and The Fame
See You In The Streets I'll Knock Your Bitch Ass Out
G-Unit Nigga And Yayo Home Bitch!
G G G G G G G G G UNIT!








