50 cent young buck lloyd banks Pimp Lyrics

[chorus- 50 Cent]
Men this is the tram of the bad one!
We 3 are the men
G-Men*, in its face I go to spend
God in them made thus n____z
Good or bad we're thus
This choice is our man
G-Men, didn't like man
f___ it looks at I flow our Benz

[verse1- 50 Cent]
Ok G-Men we go to start
I start showing my business card
What such to show to mine gold bars
Powder in its mind
Style isn't caught loaned, if conquest
Or if purchase! (Haha)
Microphone in the hand, towel in the waist
I'm warm, I beat English in the hand
In street i run, in the street rains
It doesn't demonstrate to love for me man
You go to feel pain, you go to blow up its brain
Which is, with me you learns to treat a dame
Same Gangstas! I'm not type ones n____z
Fake Gangstas, bronzing for n____z
I'm really a black
You puncture with lead I thread, you in the bag
s___, raises my flag
Because I command the state
My drugs are not more drugs for you
For me never it was
I finished with you, I made my life
Of my skill, I made my style
G-Men, I bother you mans (menssss)
There I in the TV, you look at I was bald
He looks in the mirror seems a monster
Which is s___, I is in the throne
[gunshot]

[verse2- Young Buck]
We're the biggest group of New York
We take the country, us we command New York
We go to place fire in New York
As Nero he made in Rome
I go to start of home
That girl is mine**
Aww n____z it's not for the peak of you**
It for me and not you**
Ya dig?**
[gunshot]
We're G-Men
G-Men in the streeeeet
G-Men of hiiiiit
G-Men, shiiiiit
It tries in them to reach men
Gangstas men, look at the G-Men (ssss)
The heads, we don't feel pains

[verse3- Lloyd banks]
G-Men now is my time, Ya time!
It's my time to commit this crime
I'm 1 of the 4, more plates hot
We're making our part
n____z, G-Men if does not forget
We're hot, we don't go to stop
It looks at our skill to move
If it doesn't forget that we're the G-Men
If it doesn't forget, s___ men
a__ault the seted hand, men
We're looked, Street Men
I don't go to leave you to forget n____
The power is ours, Nothing of platinum n____
We only want gold
Gold Bars, style, to powder, and cars
Rightness its face of far
It makes time that I'm wanting this
It buys its weapons and its soon shells
Or if it hides, to the touch of the bells
I shoot, I go to start of home
He looks at this pistol is of chrome
Bulletproof, as is Em***, where is the bombs?
Violent...
The fear is not part of us man
I go you to blow up n____, blood rain
[gunshot]

[talking- 50 Cent]
Hahaha
G-Men (ssss)
Where they are n____z that they are here?
They had run, that ugly thing but
Aww Dre, looks in what we form in them!
G-Unit, is in the command of New York
Which is Em, the bombs is in the waist already?
It learns of a time for all m_________ers, this s___ is all ours!!!
n____ runs soon of our front!!!
Hahahaha
Yeah, G-Men f___ up with all!!!
f___ it law!
We're our proper law, you we don't cross in mine we walk!
G-UNIT! (Haha)

* G-Men são Homens Gangstas
** Versos em que Buck fala
*** Em é um apelido do Eminem