G-Unit - No Days Off lyrics

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 niggas anyway
They could drop dead
Fall off a building today
Hey nobody gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day

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, spray me

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 niggas anyway
They could drop dead
Fall off a building today
Hey nobody gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day

This is that face down on the floor
Ski mask shit if I fall off, I rebound quick
Like Greg Oden, Tony Yay' I be holdin
German mouths on my hip
Cause my wrist be frozen
How these rappers claim Blood and
The books is closed?
How these rappers claim Cuz 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 niggas bring your jewelry out

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 niggas anyway
They could drop dead
Fall off a building today
Hey nobody gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day

You may have to bring that
Ain't nobody trippin'
Shit, niggas 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
Niggas 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 niggas 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 NB, that'll break a arm

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 niggas anyway
They could drop dead
Fall off a building today
Hey nobody gon' miss you anyway
No days off, keep the pistol e'ry day