G-Unit Eye for an Eye Lyrics

[Chorus]

n____ you s___ on me , i'll s___ on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye n____
Survive the shots or die n____

[Lloyd Banks]

You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks the one and only
Not your buddy, not your pal, not your homie
There ain't a government around that can control me, ohhh no
I'm on that doggy style s___, man i don't love a hoe
Pappa wasn't around so i had to let my brother know,
Never stay in center, play the back and let your money grow,
Most them n____ wouldn't be around if you was b__my yo,
South side jamaica n____ yeah thats where i come from,
If you see a n____ with me then theres more than one gun,
Five straight soldier ain't that tired of being the dumb one,
Or even satisfied being another n____s dun-dun,
We all know friendships turn sour when you gettin it,
Some n____s hate me in the hood but i don't owe them n____s s___,
Smilein' all up in my face like i don't know them n____s sick,
But i can care less, i'm on the album and i'm gettin' rich.

[Chorus]

n____ you s___ on me , i'll s___ on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye n____
Survive the shots or die n____

[Young Buck]

Walkin' and talkin' spit it how i live it n____,
Came from the country, dirty south get it n____,
Feds tryin to question me, they run up in my hotel,
They said there wasn't shootin', but they found no shells,
New york city, hell they throwin' n____s under jails,
I got love for them and i ain't even from there,
Now bust a shot for them boys on the block,
I can feel your pain n____,
I'm still in the game n____,
There somethin' bout the sound of a trey-pound,
That make me pull up, hop out and make a n____ lay down,
See every time we round' ya hear some shots go off,
And n____s get there chains s_____ed when they try and show off,
Shoot outs in broad day we do it the mob way,
And come to find out these n____s is softer than Sade,
I'mma keep livin my life with a pistol in my palm and a wrist full of ice,
You can call me the don.

[Interlude: singing]
We got the Hei-ny
So make one wrong move and you're dying
Ain't no time for coppin a plea and crying
Cause my n____z ain't gon' stop ridin'
So you gone

[Chorus]

n____ you s___ on me , i'll s___ on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye n____
Survive the shots or die n____

[50]

I got a hand gun habit, n____ front i'll let ya have it,
When the shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it,
I'm alergic to the feathers on these bird a__ n____s,
Front and i'll put ya brains on that curbed fence n____,
I ain't a marksman my spark and i'll spray s___,
Enough rounds for the Hk i don't play b____,
Move like i'm militant back on that gorilla s___,
Moody, disrespectful, i'm ruley but n____s can't move me,
I squeeze till i run outta ammo, if it's a problem it's handled,
I'll have your people pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles,
You f___ around i'll blow your brains on my new york times,
Run home turn to the sports section and read your mind,
It's crystal clear you should feel when that gat bust,
First it's crime scene tape then you end up in that black hurst,
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to your wake fam,
View your body all banged up, you made a mistake man.

[Chorus X2]

n____ you s___ on me , i'll s___ on you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you
A eye for an eye n____
Survive the shots or die n____