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G-Unit

The Plug

 

The Plug

(альбом: The Beauty Of Independence - 2014)


[Hook x2: 50 Cent]
If y'all niggas need straps, then get at me
I'm the plug
Well, if you need that, then get at me
I'm the plug
Dope, coke, crack, man get at me
I'm the plug
Holla when you need it; my price you can't beat it

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
We move the work like it's water
Stuff a quarter in your daughter
Cash flow like the Nile
I mean like right across the border
You to get it; I got it
If I ain't got it, I get it
Fill your spot up with product
I got the straps for your hitters
Look here, my price is my price
Fuck is ya estimate nigga
Figure you bite the bullet, I bang it
Get to busting, it's nothing
Wave it, blaze it
Hit the bullseye; I don't graze shit

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
AP around me lately
C-notes serenade me
The smell made me crazy
Product of the Eighties
Numero uno
I'm out a legendary group ho
My souls too cold
They blocking me, I found a loophole
I'm new gold
I got a couple dimes from Panama
I make a little girl out an amazon
Run on me, I'm squeezing like an anacon'
Then I'm gone, years from now I bet my power steer my lawn

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]
I believe I was born to ball
Penetrate the pussy, unless it smell like old tennis balls
I'm a rapper; I got a problem being punctual
A mill at 26 these other rappers, man, they got the gall
To even think they on my level
Sports-Illustrated model all in my condo
Ice in the pot
In the trap, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot
'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot

[Verse 4: Young Buck]
Streets dried up
Get tied up for small packs
Niggas working
Phone wired up, don't call back
I'm a surgeon; I put shit back together
I determined to bring my black MAC wherever
Niggas lurkin'; this ain't the place to be
Fuck a hit
Niggas'll blow up your face for free
Sunday sermon, preacher keep on facing me
It's like every word he saying just relates to me

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

[Verse 5: Kidd Kidd]
G-Unit gorilla
Cocaine car wheeler
50 grand cash to the car dealer
Bragging on what you bought get you raw quicker
Tap you on the shoulder like take this walk, nigga
I fought every tall nigga
Short temper
Tougher than leather cut from a different cloth, nigga
You ain't a boss you can afford to pay the costs, nigga
Get caught, I was taught to never talk nigga

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