• Beg For Mercy
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  • Beg For Mercy

    Beg For Mercy

    G G G, G G G-Unit
    No peace talks, no white flags
    No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass

    [50 Cent]
    Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
    Blood in, blood out, la kostra nostra
    You don't wanna bang wit the best
    I'll have Doc removin fragments from your chest
    They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive
    Thirty shells I let off don't curse my kid
    They say Fifty done blew up, Fifty you changed
    Nigga you stunt, I pull out
    And you see I'm that same nigga that when he start to roar
    I think he's flyin
    Eight outta eight on movin targets
    You run? You still dyin
    Check my resume, I am oh so loco
    Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk no pocco

    [Chorus - Tony Yayo]
    Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
    But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
    Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
    Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

    Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me
    But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy
    Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin for it too
    Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks

    [Tony Yayo]
    There once was some niggas that tried to murda me
    I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery
    This 4-5 has made a lot of guys apologize
    The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies
    Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard
    A couple chest wounds will make a nigga change his heart
    I just play my part, and while you shootin up cars
    I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar
    Let's get it poppin'

    [Chorus][Lloyd Banks]
    I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef
    We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
    I'm in and out the night clubs, A-D-D
    Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks
    These niggas tellin' out the blue
    So you hang em off the bridge
    At least they'll have to helicopter you
    The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bell or Hop will do
    I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school
    You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown
    That's why them little niggas in the projects love me
    You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues
    I don't even freestyle for free
    I gave em a break, flew over seas
    But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees
    Sit back and try to play your role wit the copies
    I put more staples in yo ass than a telephone pole, Yea

    [Chorus]

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