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Follow Me Gangster
[50] Yeah.. Ja, you ready? Drop that Ferrari F
50 style baby (yeah, yeah) I'ma show 'em how I
do it (yeah, yeah) G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT! I
keep hearing niggas is happy, the
D's come, niggas wit guns When I'm out on bail, riding wit' some new ones Big got hit in that passenger seat Pac got hit in that passenger seat Now I'm riding 'round in that passenger seat Come near the
whip, I'm blasting my heat It don't take long, for my juvenile delinquent thinking to sink in The
consequences mean nothing, those semi auto's is busting Crack selling, predicate villain, spit big words but I
can't spell 'em Put a
shot to your melon, that'll keep you're punk ass from chilling Then I
got that nine and a
fo'-fo', that H2 is never full Bullet proof windows and doors, gangsta how 'bout yours Southside tatted on my back My last gun shipment got the
whole hood strapped Now all I
got is two 380's and a
nine Nigga you can knock and tell the
cops but you're dying [Chorus repeat 2X] You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You're thicker than water Ouch! twizzy wizzy wa You can be a
Blood or a
Crip Nigga, you bitch Follow Me [Tony Yayo] I
used to chill in the
hood, to support the
fiends But now I'm eating caviar instead of pork and beans I'm in the
money green 7-45, with 7
shots in the
fo' five Y'all niggas wanna die? I
got a
love affair, wit' violence and guns So this is for them gangstas, rep' where you from When I
got O'd up, my heart turned colder That's why the
mac react like a
king cobra Now I'm jumping out of Rovers, in Gucci loafers Y'all niggas wanna stun? I'll bury you cockroaches Gimme one year, in this industry I'll buy enough guns to declare war on a
small country [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Still walk around wit' the
hammer boss Rope and a
cross Hard times'll make a
lil' nigga hate Santa Claus Your mountains is high, holding in Diana Ross I'm like a
2003 banana Porsche I
don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut They on my dick, 'cause I
make groupies set off a
fire truck My team in the
cutt, packing middle things I
got more foreign shooters than the
Sacramento Kings It's 8
class karats in the
border I
poke holes in plastic, to avoid a
vaginal disorder I'm a
savage on your daughter She ain't in the
college dorm Then I
guess I'm squirting on the
cabin that you bought her I'm a
heavy weed smoker, so the
average is a
quarter Brown colored from shit, he established in the
water You got Banks on your jersey, you part of my fan base Just 'cause you pour syrup on shit, don't make it pancakes [Chorus]
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