New G-unit album (T.O.S) Lyrics part 2

I Fucked Your Girl (CHours)
lil mama so hood......i f**ked yo girl
lil mama so fly.......i f**ked yo girl
man tha pussy was good..i f**ked yo girl
man i aint gone lie.....i f**ked yo girl
we was all ova tha bed..i f**ked yo girl
man she even gave me head...i f**ked yo girl
From Time to time i hate to tell u that yo bitch b mineeee

(50 Cent)
she see me by tha bar
she watch me blow stacks
her man aint a hustler
man he cant do that
he got a 9 to 5
used to pump packs
got knocked once
and he neva came back
i had her in my bentley
i had her in tha lac
we do it like tha dogs do
rite in the back
i give that ass a smack
n she like it like that
get deeper n deeper in tha kitty cat

(CHours)
lil mama so hood......i f**ked yo girl
lil mama so fly.......i f**ked yo girl
man tha pussy was good..i f**ked yo girl
man i aint gone lie.....i f**ked yo girl
we was all ova tha bed..i f**ked yo girl
man she even gave me head...i f**ked yo girl
From Time to time i hate to tell u that yo bitch b mineeee

(Tony Yayo)
She ova hea wit me
he tryna call her ova there
she like;F**K THAT NIGGA....
She drop it down to tha flo'
Im like Shawty u Can go
she like;F**K THAT NIGGA....
Shawty Wit me Cherry M3
Ps up in tha Red shwaty gimme head...
ahhha....ahhhahhhahhhh

(CHours)
lil mama so hood......i f**ked yo girl
lil mama so fly.......i f**ked yo girl
man tha pussy was good..i f**ked yo girl
man i aint gone lie.....i f**ked yo girl
we was all ova tha bed..i f**ked yo girl
man she even gave me head...i f**ked yo girl
From Time to time i hate to tell u that yo bitch b mineeee

(Lloyd Banks)
If u hearin i f**ked yo girl i prolly did
had her butt naked making breakfast in tha crib
if u wooda saw wat she did to tha boy u woodnt wan her no more
left cum in her jaw...unh
1 nutt 2 nutt 3 nutts 4
5 nutts 6 nutts 7 nutts more
have it how u want i rather have it hardcore
ya legs on my neck ya neck damn there on tha floor

(Young Buck)
Nigga thats my bitch
i dont wanna hear shit
she like;F**K THAT NIGGA.....
U cant do it like this
nigga you are not rich
tell her;F**K THAT NIGGA.....

Dope Boy wit my top droped
got ya baby mama hot
beggin me to stop but imma rock star
look wat i got for her sum dirty south nutts
in her dirty south mouth she a dirty south slut....WAT?!?

(CHours)
lil mama so hood......i f**ked yo girl
lil mama so fly.......i f**ked yo girl
man tha pussy was good..i f**ked yo girl
man i aint gone lie.....i f**ked yo girl
we was all ova tha bed..i f**ked yo girl
man she even gave me head...i f**ked yo girl
From Time to time i hate to tell u that yo bitch b mineeee


LiaR LiaR

Baby Wen I Told U, Your The Only One I Liked
I Ment To Say,
I Really Wanna F**k Tonight, I Really Wanna F**k Tonight
And Baby Wen I Told U Your The Sunshine Of My Life
I Ment To Say
Shawty I AInt No Trick, Bitch Please, I Ain't Buying U Shit

When I Told U I Liked U For Everything U Are
I Ment I Liked The Way Your Tities Sit Up In Your Bra
Everything I Said In Your Ear By The Bar
Was Just To Get U In The Backseat Of My Car
Your An Inspiring Actress Girl U Can Go Far
If U Know Who I Know Baby, U Would Be A Star
But Wen I Told U you Had Sexy Lips,
I Ment To Say I Bet U Suck A Good Dick
And Wen I Said I Was Feelin Ya Hips
I Ment To Say I Bet Ya Like It Like A Doggy doggy Shit
So Tell Me Doc, Am I Really Sick?
Wen Bitches Find Out How I Think They Say I Ain't Shit
Wen I Say I Love It, I Mean I Like It Alot
Wen I Say I Wanna F**k, I Mean Right On The Spot
I This is My Pussy, But Bitch, U Kn It's Urs
U Say It's Your Dick, Then Lick On The Balls

Baby Wen I Told U, Your The Only One I Liked
I Ment To Say,
I Really Wanna F**k Tonight, I Really Wanna F**k Tonight
And Baby Wen I Told U Your The Sunshine Of My Life
I Ment To Say
Shawty I AInt No Trick, Bitch Please, I Ain't Buying U Shit

Wen I Said, I Missed U
I Ment I Ain't Hit In Awhile
Wen I Say Can I Come Over
I Ment Can I Come Knock U Down
Wen I Said Just Kiss It
I Ment Come On Just Suck Me Off
I Said I'll Take Ya Shopping
I Ment I'll Drive Ya To The Mall
I Wanna Keep In Touch
U Kno I'll Hardy Ever Call
I'm Doing Big Things
But I'm Act Like My Money Short
U Looking Good Baby
I'll Compliment Ya On Ya Cloths
I Mean The Jeans U Wearing
I Can't Wait To Take Em Off
I Bet I Get Ya Hot
I Mean Hotter Then A Stove
I Be A Freakky Freakk
Yeah I'll Lick Ya I Suppose
I Mean From Ya Neck
All Way Down To Ya Toes
I Won't Miss A Spot
I'm Good At This Lord Knows
Now here I go again
I mean i wanna get it on
I Say Anything
I'm a Horny Little Dawg
Now Put Your Legs Back
And Hop On Ya Like A Frog
Ull Turn Religious Quick
Have U Saying My God

Baby Wen I Told U, Your The Only One I Liked
I Ment To Say,
I Really Wanna F**k Tonight, I Really Wanna F**k Tonight
And Baby Wen I Told U Your The Sunshine Of My Life
I Ment To Say
Shawty I AInt No Trick, Bitch Please, I Ain't Buying U Shit

Rider II
(50 Cent)

GRRRRRRRRRR!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!

(Chrous, 50 Cent)

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Get to point blank range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga trip I'll come for yo head

(50 Cent)

I'll have your nigga in an ambulance tellin ya hold on
The choir in your funeral singin you so long
The top shotta that rock product the block gotta
Then pop hollows then pop bottles the whole spot up
The mo' paper the mo' strength we 'gon get it
The fo' fifth come with the amp we ain't missin
I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip
Catch you with your b**** throw a song to her dude this is

(Yung Buck)

(slow motion) G-Unit,(regular speed) f*** your click
Like syphillis b**** you stuck with this
(SLow motion) I'ma loyal nigga nigga,(regular speed) die behind mine
Even if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign
You done lost yo' mind, bumped yo' head
Try to stop my shine but I got bread
And I ain't got time, to hear what they said
When I catch them cowards I'm a buss they head

(Chorus, 50 cent)

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Get to point blank range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga trip I'll come for yo head

(Lloyd Bank$)

I'm comin out of South-side, you know I'm raw
Big ass check, dey show our score
Pull the dough out, and roll out, the Kreamizore
Fo' Fo' out, I know bout, the keys of war
I'm HOT- five hunnid degrees or more
My do' block a M-16 or more
I'm in the store copin shit u ain't seen before
Black card swipe,(yea) we galore(yea)

(Tony Yayo)

I said these niggas stop talkin then start worryin
The FEDS keep comin' the money we burryin
I'm in a mean loft, I'm in tha Cream Porshe
I let that thing off, then turn to T-Wolf
I drive a space ship, nigga 2008 shit
Hermaide kicks on I stay in some ape shit
Niggas on some ape shit, they all get hit
Got the russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip

(Chrous, 50 cent)

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Get to point blank range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga trip I'll come for yo head (Nah, Nah Nigga)

(Unknown Artis)

Nah muh f**ka, this shit ain't done
Think about what I'll do to ya, ya pick on Bun
Then the torpedo shit wanna gimme a gun
Let tha beam tan him up like he sat in the sun
I'm bout my bread, I'll hit ya for crumbs
In the streets I'm like a catholic ya can' get none (hahahahaha)
Poppin off for practice cuz this ain't calm
Bout to eat ya food up like thiss free lunch
The parkin lot support supply when I pop that trunk
Then ya fleein cross the settle cuz the shit don't bump
Kid rocks a semi-auto when my shit dump
Hit 16 Seribellums wit that pump (BITCH)

I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a riiida
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Get to point blank range and fiiiya
I ain't tryin to hear shit I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f**ka get in tha way of my bread
Then I'm 'gon load my shit then cock my shit
Nigga trip I'll come for yo head