50 Cent Ft Game Young Buck Llo Im So Sorry Lyrics

[Intro: 50 Cent]
50 cent, uh
Llod banks,uh
Young Buck, uh
Game n____~ G-UNIT

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
haha its easy man, its easy man
Ay yo i switch my hustle, no more dice games dillemas you see blood
in the snow after the shots in december
n____s is broke thats why they stay ice grillin
im in the aspens laughin snow mobilin
with a beautiful b____ she chocolate athletic
a__ poke out like serena asks banks he seen her
plus she hood she aint hollywood remind me of trina
D's come shorti even down to hold down a nena
G stand for gangsta unit stand for u n____z in trouble
better lock and load on the double

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Im so sorry
n____z all f___ed up they aint gettin money in the hood
I'm So Sorry
i lied to ya say I let you hold something homey if i could
Im so sorry

[50 talking:]
You know i could but i dont wanna help you out n____
Im SO sorry

[Verse 2: The Game]
Im in that 6,7 glass house
in and out of lanes
murder on my mind
old english runnin through my veins
i think about easy and it eases my pain
i drink a 40 ounce g unit soakin in the rain
i came into this world both feet in the dirt
no purple label no b___on up shirt
no harm intended no subliminal disses
but hard facts seperate the men from the b____es
i would popped your a__ if i thought you was worthy
lookin like boy george in that larry bird jersey
buck pass the dutch im blowin that bob marley
hop off the G-4 lets have a boston tech party G-UNIT

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Im so sorry
You n____s dont sound that good when you step in the booth
im So sorry
n____ that it hurt but god dammit u kno its da truth
Im So Sorry
you see me do good its makin your punk a__ sick
Im so sorry
that i aint got room for all you n____s on my d___
Im so Sorry

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks:]
Yeah
a snap of a finger will make you guys cripple
i came up with this on the s___ta, n____
i handle bars like a bicycle
stars make your eyes trickle
as stiff as an icecycle
the m___alas the sounds of land thats why i whistle
fire your stylists you know dats wrong
for letting you put that foot locker noback on
around here n____s get shot for performin that song
and hoes cut they eyebrows off and draw them back on
they try to merk me yo
thats why 50 bought me a trey pound with a nose longer then pinnchio
pop s___ i stroke your s___
and soon as her mouth open up what?
same color as coconut

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Im so Sorry
you aint from compton you aint gotta flow like game
im so sorry
you aint lloyd banks mixtape artist of the year man
Im so sorry
you aint young buck you dont let the gun buck son you b___
im so sorry
you get outta line ill personally come f___ you up

[Verse 4: Young Buck]
we dont chase no hoes
we dream about it while we make the dough
ill have a hundred f___in hatiains come and cut your throat
i still touch the dough
n____s my ears to the street
i got n____s from your own hood workin for me
you got ya hand out
cant even bail your man out
real know real cuz the b____ n____s stand out
nobody gonna miss you when the dessert eagle hits you
just do like pac said pour out a little liquor
picture gettin your chest blown open and no one there to save ya
you momma gotta wake up makin funeral arrangements
you kno who to play with and we aint the ones
this G-unit s___ is deeper than a p____ in your thumb motha f___as

[50 talking:]
yeah i wanna take the time out to apologize to all yall n____s
that put out records this year and didnt sell no records im so sorry
hahaha oh man i dont even know how to explain it pimp you cant get dat money when im around haha
i dont say s___ all i did was swith my hustle muh'f___a