- No Days Off
[Chorus: Lloyd Banks (50 Cent)]
I came to get somethin, I ain't worried 'bout nothin
Child of the hood, I was put here for stuntin
Strap like it's legal, ridin around bumpin
If you can't beat 'em don't join 'em, jump 'em, fuck 'em
(I never liked these niggaz anyway)
(They could drop dead, fall off a buildin today)
Hey.. (Nobody gon' miss you anyway)
(No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day)
[50 Cent]
I got the burner burner, I come to burn and burn ya
Revolver turn ya, call it murder murder
I ain't smilin I ain't smirkin, I ain't muh'fuckin jokin
See if you think somethin sweet when your head open
Cross me, force me, go 'head, line me up
I found where you rest at, you grimy fuck
I be out front your raggedy-ass crib on a stake-out
With a pound, two clips, and Chinese take-out
You make it rain, I make it lead shower
You say your prayers, you in your last hour
I have you pushin up daisies, the coke dump crazy
You chumps amaze me, the wolves they raised me
You don't like me then spray me
[Chorus]
[Tony Yayo]
This is that face down on the floor, ski mask shit
If I fall off, I rebound quick
Like Greg Odin, Tony Yay' I be holdin
German mouths on my hip, cause my wrist be frozen
How these rappers claim {?} and the books is closed?
How these rappers claim cars and they gun don't smoke?
I catch a nigga on his deathbed
And rip the IV out his arm, then jump in Optimus Prime
Dust the yellow Enzo with the Dalvins on
In my bullet-proof Ac', who you stylin on
When the sun is gone, and the wolves come out
You coward-ass niggaz bring your jewelry out
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
You may have to bring that, ain't nobody trippin
Shit, niggaz is hungry, I ain't nobody chicken
A nigga screw is missin, I'm pimpin, I'm livin
Nice with the dice, deuce-deuce six'n
Look how the game change, bad for the system
Niggaz on game shows, two dudes kissin
Listen, we're not the same, we're not for fame
The industry's punked out, we're not to blame
These niggaz been perpetratin so long
If they can make it rain, I can make it storm
He's makin a scene, but I can make him calm
I just got a N.B., that'll break a arm
[Chorus]
Letras
- 187 Ya Yo
24's
24s
300 Shots
50 Cent Just Fucking Around
50/banks
50banks
8 More Miles
A Lil' Bit Of Everything U. T. P.
After My Chedda
Angels Around Me
Atl to NYC to LA(ft. Akon)
Baby U Got
Back Seat/Tony Yayo
Bad News
Banks Workout
Banks Workout Part II
Be The Reason You Smile
Beg for mercy
Betta Ask Somebody
Born to Be a Thug
Bottom Girl
Bump Dat Street Mix
Caddillac Pimpin
Call Me
Candy Shop
Casualties Of War
Catch Me In The Hood
Close To Me
Clue Shit!
Clue/50
Clue50
Collapse
Crazy
Cutmaster C Shit
Da Weasel-mata-me de Novo
E.M.S.
Elementary
Eye For An Eye
Eye For Eye
Fat Bitch
Feel Good
Footprints
Funk Flex
G'd Up
G-Unit
G-Unit Soliders
G-Unit U.T.P.
G-Unit What's That's Up
Gangsta Shit
Gd Up
Get Down (feat. Swizz Beatz)
Good to Me
Got Me A Bottle
Green Lantern
Groupie Love
Gunz For Sale
Hands Up
Hate It Or Love It Remix
I Don't Wanna Talk About It
I Know You Want Me
I Like The Way She Do It
I Smell Pussy
I'll Be The Shooter (Rick Ross Diss)
I'm So Hood
Kitty Kat
Lay You Down
Let It Go (feat. Mavado)
Let Me In
Like A Dog
Looking For Something (ft. Dawntaya Williams)
Loyal To The Game ( Feat. 2pac )
Magic Stick
Mind Playing Tricks
Money Makes The World Go Round
My Buddy
No Days Off
No Mercy, No Fear
On fire
Ooh (Remix)
Ooh Remix Ft Mary J Blige
Outta Control
P.i.m.p. (remix)
Paper Chaser
Party Ain't Over (feat. Young Buck)
Pepsi Smash G-Unit Pass The Mic
Piano Man (ft. Young Buck)
Poppin' Them Thangs
PT2 & Bump Heads
Ready Or Not
Respect The Shooter
Ride Wit U
Ride Wit U (ft Joe)
Rider Pt. 2
Rider pt.2 (ft. Young Buck)
Robbery
Salute U
Say What You Want
She Love G-Unit
Short Stay
Smile
Soldier
Straight Outta Southside
Stunt 101
Sunroof Open
Surronded By Hoes
T.O.S. (Terminate On Sight)
Tainted
The Grind
The Party Ain't Over (ft. Young Buck)
Tony Yayo Explosion
U Should Be Here
Unconditionally
Wanna Get To Know You
Wars Soldiers
We Gonna Hit Yo Ass Up
Westside Story
Where I'm From (feat. 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Game & Young Buck)
Where The Dope At
Who Kid Kayslay Shit!
Whoo Kid
Work It
You not ready
You So Tough