Send You To Hell
50 Cent And Lloyd Banks Lyrics

Yea man niggas know what it
Yes, my fellow individuals, everyone is aware of what it

Is man niggas know there
implies, my acquaintances are aware that

Ain't nothing better than this right
There is nothing that surpasses this right

Here man G-Unit man
In this place, my dear friends, the G-Unit establishment

Fuck is the matter with these niggas man
What in the world is wrong with these individuals, my friends?

We from the the bottom
We originate from a disadvantaged position

We done came up but the money ain't change us
We have indeed risen to a higher status, yet the wealth has not altered our character

You trying to come up how the
In your attempt to advance how can you

Fuck can you blame us
criticize us, my friends?

Niggas tryin to front so I
Individuals attempting to act superior, thus I

Walk with a stainless
carry a firearm for protection

Motherfuckers I'll send you to hell
I will forcefully send you to a place of damnation

I'm flying out the country ain't no
I am travelling overseas without any

Tellin when I'm gonna be back
exact knowledge of my return

To be honest half these artist
To be truthful, a significant portion of these artists

Never gonna see that
will never experience that level of success

I keep my bad habit's away from
I diligently avoid indulging in my vices

Where I'm gonna eat at
in the places where I dine

Before I sit up for a bitch
Prior to defending a woman

I'll lose one knee cap
I would willingly sacrifice a knee joint

I paid a visit to father time
I took the initiative to meet with the personification of time

But he flung me back
However, he forcibly rejected me

Shot to these reasonable one's with
I aim my bullets at these individuals who possess rationality

The guns we pack
The firearms we possess

Live for the dollar and grateful
Our lives revolve around money, and we appreciate

For every one we stack mind of a man with no
the accumulation of each dollar earned. It reflects the mindset of an individual without

Sleep my dogs run feedback
Rest is fleeting, my loyal companions are constantly active

Don't scheme at the rocks on hand
Do not attempt to deceive us regarding the wealth we possess

Before your mama sees us
Prior to your mother discovering our presence

Seed in the bag like a popcorn man
The illicit substances we possess are concealed like a popcorn vendor's kernels in a bag

The one's we pack is not gonna jam
The firearms we carry will not malfunction

If we squeeze of the block go scram
Should we discharge our weapons on the streets, you should hastily depart

Boiled eggs is all I had damn
Boiled eggs were the only sustenance available to me, damn

A replica of my senior
I am a duplicate of my elder

Cause you'll remember me
Because you will retain memories of me

My grandfather still smoking weed and he's 70
My grandfather, even at the age of 70, continues to consume marijuana

My blood rushing of this Hennessy
My blood is pulsating due to the influence of Hennessy cognac

Walking out the door with a felony
Departing from this location while carrying a felony offense

Check check out my melody nigga
Take a careful listen to my musical composition, my dear individual