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I'm sick and tired of these same old broke **** No job, all they wanna do is **** **** Get some money, ****, why you wanna watch mine? Ain't no tellin' what I'm gon' be drivin' next time Seven figure ****, we don't 'bout it buy no more Pull up the paper work, tell the owner he can go Walk like a ****, ****, talk like a soldier I got New York **** candy paintin' up they Rovers It say 200 but it go a little over Not the Corvette, the Ferrari Testarossa And we can bet on any point on the dice Pick 'em up, shake 'em twice, get 'em, girl, look, I'm nice I'm so clean with my G-Unit kicks on I might be goin' in when Pimp C get home If you don't like me, say it to my face Just because I caught a case don't mean you can't be erased It must be the ice or the money that I make They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face ****, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah It gotta be these cars or the trips that I take That make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face, ****? Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face See now, you can go anywhere 'cross the U.S. From north to the south, east, mid to the west Walk up in the hardest hood, ask a **** 'bout me Bet they tell ya Bun B is straight **** G A gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted Trillest **** in the flesh, you can't **** wit it Got the **** **** ****, **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** **** ****, please, you don't want it, save your breath By myself, I'ma ride till no enemy is left When the **** ****, ****, hit your block like insurgents There's no deterrents from us cleanin' your clock like detergents Buck, they don't think I am, ****, please Why, this ****, I bet they **** before they reach their first **** sale I rep them underground kings, **** Boy, Pimp and Bun If it's action that you want, my ****, come get you some It must be the ice or the money that I make They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face ****, say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah It gotta be these cars or the trips that I take That make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face, ****? Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah They call me M dot MJG, I mean, I'm packin' some **** They ain't talkin' 'bout trill jeans Some ****, they like to talk **** in the uniform Guess what, them **** still phony as the unicorn And I'll be **** if I run, you bust tho They run outta ****, man, you so dumb Well, you faker than a **** snitchin' on the track I'm about to pull a bun and [Incomprehensible] All Ball do is **** **** and get bad, **** If y'all mad at me for that, y'all **** are **** Undercover groupie ****, would ya stop and plead? For the last time, I don't **** regular **** It don't matter where we at, man, we **** **** **** Security don't stop the **** , man, from findin' us Industry **** **** keep runnin' ya mouth And I'ma give ya **** something to talk about It really must be the ice or the money that I make They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face **** , say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face It gotta be these cars or the trips that I take That make 'em wanna hate, won't you say it to my face, **** ? Say it to my face, yeah, say it to my face, yeah They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face, yeah |