Send Ya To Hell

(album: Mo Money In The Bank Part Three: Cashing In - 2005)

Yeah man, niggas know what it is, man
Ain't not better than this right here man, G-Unit man!
Fuck is the matter with this niggas? MO' MONEY

From the reef of the bottom PART 3! – we don't came up with the money to change us
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless
Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell!

I'm flying out the country ain't no telling when I'm gonna be back, (uh!)
To be honest half these artist never gonna see that. (nah!)
I keep my bad Whoooooo! Habits away from where I'm gonna eat at, (oh, shiit!)
Before I sit up for a bitch I'll lose 1 knee cap. (HA!)
I paid a visit to father one time but he flung me back
Shot to these reasonable one's with the guns we pack
Live for the dollar and grateful for each 1 we stack, (g'eah!)
Mind of a man with no sleep – my dawgs run feedback. (yeah!)
Don't scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees us
Seed in the bag – like a popcorn man. (whooo!)
The one's we pack is not gonna jam
If we squeeze of the block go scram, boiled eggs is all I had, dag... DAMN!
I reacurred my senior cause – they remember me
My grandfather still smokin Weed and he's 70. (WA-HAHAHA!)
My blood rushing of this Hennessey
Walking out the door with a felony, check check out my melody. – Nigga! Whooooo!

From the reef of the bottom – we don't came up with the money to change us
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, CAN'T FORGET
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless, REE GOTTA!
Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell!

We don't came up with the money to change us
You trying to come up how the fuck can you blame us, DEE!
Niggas tryin to front so I walk with a stainless
Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell!