Letra de Eye For Eye (Album Version Explicit)
Yeah, I like the way this feel This make me wanna just, G-G-G-G, G-Unit! Buck somethin', hahaha (G-Unit!)Nigga you shit on me, I shit on you You put a hit on me, I put a hit on you An eye for an eye, nigga Survive the shots or die, nigga(Get 'em Banks!) They can't hold me I'm Lloyd Banks, the one and only Not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie They ain't a government around that can control me Oh no!Uhh, I'm on that "Doggystyle" shit, man I don't love a hoe Poppa wasn't 'round, so I had to let my brother know Never stay at center, play the back and let your money grow Most them niggas wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo Southside Jamaica neighbor, yeah, that's where I come from If you see a nigga with me then there's more than one gun Fly straight soldier, ain'tcha tired of bein' the dumb one? Or are you satisfied bein' another nigga's dunn-dunn We all know friendships turnin' sour when you gettin' it Some niggas hate me in the hood, but I don't owe them niggas shit Smilin' all up my face like I don't know them niggas sick But I can care less, I'm on the Island and I'm gettin' richNigga you shit on me, I shit on you You put a hit on me, I put a hit on you An eye for an eye, nigga Survive the shots or die, niggaWalk it and talk it, spit it how I live it nigga Came from the country, Dirty South get it nigga Feds try and question me, they run up in my ho-tel They said there was a shootin', but they found no shells New York City hell, they throwin' niggas under jails I got love for them and I ain't even from there Now bust a shot for them boys on the block I can feel your pain nigga, I'm still in the game niggaThere's somethin' 'bout the sound of a trey pound That make me pull up, hop out, and make a nigga lay down See every time we 'round, you hear some shots go off And niggas get they chains snatched when they tryin' to show off Shoot-outs in broad day, we do it the mob way And come to find out, these niggas softer than Sade' I'ma keep livin' my life with a pistol in my palm And a wrist full of ice, you can call me a Don, motherfuckerWe got the Hei-ny So make one wrong move and you're dyin' Ain't no time for coppin' a plea and cryin' 'Cause my niggas ain't gon' stop ridin' 'Til you goneNigga you shit on me, I shit on you You put a hit on me, I put a hit on you An eye for an eye, nigga Survive the shots or die, niggaI got a handgun habit, nigga front I'll let you have it When the shots go off, cops sayin' 50 back at it I'm allergic to the feathers on these bird-ass niggas Front and I'll put your brains on that curb fast, nigga (woo!) I ain't a marksman, one spark and I spray shit Nuff rounds from that H-K, I don't play bitch Move like I'm militant, back on that gorilla shit Moody, disrespectful, unruly, but niggas can't move meI squeeze 'til I run out of ammo, if it's a problem it's handled I have your people pourin' our liquor and lightin' candles You fuck around I blow your brains on my New York Times Run home, turn to the sports section and read your mind It's crystal clear, you should feel when that gat bust First there's crime scene tape, then you end up in that black hearse We don't go to funerals, but we'll go to your wake, fam View your body all banged up, you made a mistake, manNigga you shit on me, I shit on you You put a hit on me, I put a hit on you An eye for an eye, nigga Survive the shots or die, niggaNigga you shit on me, I shit on you You put a hit on me, I put a hit on you An eye for an eye, nigga Survive the shots or die, nigga