G-Unit Rider Pt 2(remix) Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
RRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!!!!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!!!!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!!!!
WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA!!!!

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I done told you boy I'm a soldier boy
I got no choice but to be a rider
I approach you boy with the toaster boy
Hit you point blank range and fire
I ain't tryin to hear s___ I'm supposed to be rich
Mu'f___ers get in the way of my bread
Then I'm gon' load my s___ then c___ my s___
n____ trip I'll come for your head

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
I'll have your n____ 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 in your new whip

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
n____ it's G-Unit, f___ your click
Like syphillis b____ you stuck with this
I'm on you, n____s, die behind mine
Even if 50 drop me I still wouldn't sign
You done lost yo' mind, b__ped 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

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]
I'm comin out of South-side, you know I'm raw
Big a__ check, they show our score
Put a dough out and roll out, the cream is off
Fo'-fo' out, I know 'bout the Keizer war
I'm hot - five hunnid degress or more!
My door block an M16 or more
I'm in the store copin s___ you ain't seen before
Black card swipe, we galore

[Verse 4: Tony Yayo]
Yeah, I said these n____s stop talkin then stop worryin
The feds keep comin, the money we buryin
I'm in a mean loft, I'm in the cream Porsche
I let that thing off, I turn to T-wolf
I drive a s___eship, n____ 2008 s___
{?} kicks on, I stay in some eight s___
n____s on some apeshit, they all get hit
Got the Russian AK, Haitian flag on the clip