G-Unit, Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks, 50 Cent - Bitches Ain't Shit lyrics

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Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo

It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I'm hearing motherfuckers trying to
Steal my flow
But it ain't no thing because my nigga Yayo
Put me up on game when
I came through the door

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I got these groupies backstage trying
To rip my dick off
In Chanel panties and Gucci lipgloss
Our shows and videos be the wildest
Wake up, get dressed
Fuck the clothes stylist
Now my navigation system pointing
Arrows to your house
Got me in the hood with my nuts in your mouth
Big truck series, you heard Funk Flex
Since the whip spacious we can have rough sex
Now bitches give me head while
My rims keep spinning
Cause the truck be the size
Of their project kitchens
I'm a hustler, hand to hand
I turn fourteen grams into fourteen lands
I play Italian restaurants
Pedros in the palms
Cause my number one fiend is
Into stocks and bonds
Yo, my hand is full of ink spots
Writing with my pen
Got my ass in a mink spot, about to blow ten

Man, these bitches ain't shit
But hoes and tricks i tell them lick on the
Nuts and suck the dick
Then get the fuck out if that ain't done
Tell Banks to hurry up bringing that X1
And that X1, man, that X1

Look, it's time to make the transition
From a pad to a palace
I'm the same, old G with a jaw like Morales
As long as it get movies it's
On and the jacuzzi is warm
She stripping down like the Uzi was drawn
You know, snapping out of Louie Vuitton
Her man knew he perform and get me
Evicted and do me a porn
I hear this every day, "Banks
Don't treat me like the next bitch
And by the way
How many other girls you having sex with?
Look, you like the Neptunes
This different teams
We both move around with clips
And they spit sixteen
I be damned if I trick one dollar
But if the chick come holla
And got paper I'ma get some out of her
I'm high every hour like
California light-green steamer
Am I hot, nigga
That Ike beat Tina? Icea cream Beamer
You're upset 'cause I say
Everything you don't say
Nigga, you ain't smoking hydro
You're smoking roach spray

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You heard my nigga y'all smoking roach spray
Man we on a first class
Flight to Barcelona, man 50 Cent, Lloyd
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