Letras
All my thugs and thugettes
Walk where I walk, see what I see
Now I welcome you to Cashville, Tennekee, bitch
All my life, I hustled all night
Now I'm alright, my wrist is all ice
And I did it all, without y'all advice
I done been to hell and back, twice
You can't do it like me
Now as the world turns (yeah), I let my blunt burn (c'mon)
Police writing down my tags, like I'm concerned (fuck 'em)
I graduated from the nickels and dimes
You need the F-E-D's bitch to come get mine (a'ight)
Get on the grind ho and stay the fuck outta mine for
The kids find daddy laid out with his eyes closed
I know, can't be humble in the jungle
Gave a nigga an inch, he'll take a whole mile from ya
So I bust first, fuck this Earth nigga what's worse?
Waking up in the pen, or sleeping under the dirt
"Boo yow" is the sound of the .40 cal
AK's, banana clips hold a hundred rounds
Test me, rude boy don't want none
Got Jamaicans and Haitians buck, buck, buckin' they gun
Where the hood at? Nigga, that's where I come from (yeah)
Where shoot dice, snort white, sell crack and heroin
You can walk like I do, and talk like me too
But nobody gon' rock with you
'Cause you can't do it like me
Nah, you can't do it like me
(Hold on a second homie, let's get this clear) motherfucker
You can walk like I do, and talk like me too
But nobody gon' rock with you
'Cause you can't do it like me
'Cause you can't do it like me
(Hold on a second homie, let's get this clear)
G-Unit!
Somebody tell me what this world coming to
Why they go get they metal detectors when we come through? (Bitches)
Ya, I know we got beef, and niggas say they wanna kill us
But you can't get mad, 'cause the whole word feel us
Do the math, half of these niggas lying in they rhymes (yeah)
They don't even read the paper work, just sign on the line
I got a .9, and a heart to go get mine
And I'll be goddamn, if I take a loss this time
I'm fish line, in the water (c'mon), nibble only to get caught
May I take ya order? Ya, I can get it in New York
See the streets know, this nigga here will let the heat go
So be low, don't be no muthafuckin' hero
A kilo'll get a nigga whole click killed
You ain't gotta spend shit, niggas'll hustle up a mil' (a'ight)
When you live with all the roaches, you kill all the rats
And the thugs that ain't focused, get they head cracked
You can walk like I do, and talk like me too
But nobody gon' rock with you
'Cause you can't do it like me
Nah, you can't do it like me
(Hold on a second homie, let's get this clear) motherfucker
You can walk like I do, and talk like me too
But nobody gon' rock with you
'Cause you can't do it like me
'Cause you can't do it like me
(Hold on a second homie, let's get this clear)
G-Unit!
I know I got a dirty mouth, bitch I'm from the South
I'm nothing like what you done seen or you done heard about
I'm in my best on the block
A vest and a Glock, and the rest in my sock
Unless I was Pac, you won't see me with a cross on my back
Gotta do my own thang, I can't copy that cat
Let me holla at ya for a minute man
If ya stand for nothing nigga, you'll fall for anything
I'm busting any brain, they say that I'm insane
But I came in this game with cocaine in my veins
What I'm saying, that I'm trained to go and turn a penny to a 20
You complain, I'd rather work with what he sent me, ain't it strange
How I went from a hooptie to a Bentley, I ain't changed
I'm in the hood, you want me? Come and get me
Feel my pain, but don't feel sorry for me
'Cause there some kids in Somalia with nothing to eat, motherfucker
You can walk like I do, and talk like me too
But nobody gon' rock with you
'Cause you can't do it like me
Nah, you can't do it like me
(Hold on a second homie, let's get this clear) motherfucker
You can walk like I do, and talk like me too
But nobody gon' rock with you
'Cause you can't do it like me
'Cause you can't do it like me
(Hold on a second homie, let's get this clear)
G-Unit!
Hold on a second homie
Hold on a second homie
Hold on a second homie
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Let's get this straight