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G-Unit lyrics : "You So Tough"

^!$$% you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop

Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box

Damn yous a hard mutha$#&@a
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit

The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep %#@!

Now yo $$# sit
You supposed to be hard mutha$#&@a
You so tough


Bury all ya hatin
Cause hatred'll bury ya

Learn not to talk tough talk through ya cellular
$#&@ gettin beef
The president the senetor

There is no peace
You the prey or the pretedor
While ya plottin on me

I'm 10 steps aheada ya
Black 40 calibur
I'll putta infer-red on ya

^!$$% I'm special
You mad cause you regular
Man I don't want yo (*##$

I damn near remember her
Refresh my memory?
Oh yeah, I slept wid her

No wonder she ain't mention you
When I met wid her
Mind on my chedda

They remember me forever
The groundwork I put in
Make my lifestyle better... and better

I like the $#&@in street
Right in them phantom lights
Montana life

Two women
And my hand is ice
But I don't forget where I come from


^!$$% you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop

The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout

Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard mutha$#&@a
You so tough

Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit

You in deep %#@!
Now yo $$# sit
You supposed to be hard mutha$#&@a

You so tough

For that china white

I'll lay a ^!$$% momma down
We can shoot it out
Like Frank White did in Chinatown

You know I got that hard white
You know I got that tannin brown
Automatic trey-pound

Leave a ^!$$% maned-down
Murda murda homicide
Real right ^!$$%s ride

Gangstas, they never hide
Thank God I'm still alive
My pockets look like there's cracks on me

My waist looks like I got the mac on me
These hoes on my dick I got that axe on me
You a R.N.
Regular ^!$$% that rap homie
I'm crack homie

I'm dope money
I wake up and wipe my $$# wid !@%!e money
C-back, Maybach
My %#@! two-toned
^!$$% run up on that

Yo $$# a tombstone
I'm wood like a group home
Ghetto like a payphone
Jake the snake
I'm low in the hood


^!$$% you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot

Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard mutha$#&@a
You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick

The hypla spit
You in deep %#@!
Now yo $$# sit
You supposed to be hard mutha$#&@a
You so tough

Yeah I got a knife for a tough ^!$$%

Nine for a hard ^!$$%
Don't make me empty the chamber
Even if I'm locked in a cell block
You'll fall into shell shock
When I open ya head wid the banger
I cause a riot in the yard
Make a mess in the mess hall

Like I jus blew trial
And I ain't got nothin left
God, what's todays mathematics?
%#@! ain't addin up
Get knocked wid 10 machine guns
Only get 12 months?
Ooohh weee, don't talk to me

You talk to him, you talkin to them
I got the best lawyers money can buy
They said they woulda got me ten
Or maybe nine
I say "how do you explain how homie breathe? "
He say "you keep ya mouth shut or you in wid G's"


^!$$% you so tough
Tough until ya heartbeat stop
The trey-pound pop
Ya arteries shot
Ya bleedin and shout
Get in the pine box
Damn yous a hard mutha$#&@a

You so tough
Tough until ya punkass hit
The four-fifth kick
The hypla spit
You in deep %#@!
Now yo $$# sit
You supposed to be hard mutha$#&@a
You so tough

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