G-Unit - Eye for an Eye lyrics

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' rich

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

Walk 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 nigga
There'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, motherfucker

We 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 gone

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

I 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 me
I 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, man

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
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