[Lil Scrappy] Okay-kay-kay-kayyy, G's up, Lil Scrappy I got money BME (BME), money in the bank, G-Unit! [Chorus - 4X] I got money in the bank (yea) shawty
Übersetzung: Young Buck. Money In The Bank.
Übersetzung: Young Buck. Disc 2 - Money In The Bank (Featuring Lil 'Scrappy).
[Lil Scrappy] Okay-kay-kay-kayyy, G's up, Lil Scrappy I got money BME (BME), money in the bank, G-Unit! [Chorus - 4X] I got money in the bank (yea)
: (feat. Young Buck) [Intro: 50 Cent] RRRRRRRRRR! WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA! WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA! WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA WHOA! WHOA
Tony Yayo] I need a dollar for every time that my heart beat Now how much it that I can breath on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much is that I'm getting money
: (feat. Young Buck) [50 Cent:] This is the Unit The mighty mighty mighty Unit This is how we do it Ayy (ayy, ayy) I make the airline and pop to it
Girl you make me feel good Girl you make me feel good [Verse 4: Young Buck] She calls me daddy, carries my luie vuton luggage Frank mulers my wrist and she's using your money
put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [Lloyd Banks] You can't roll wit me i'm Lloyd Banks the
I need a dollar for every time that my heart beat Now how much is that I can breathe on a track and make money, ahha ahha Now how much is that I'm getting money
: (feat. Young Hot Rod, Freeway, Spider Loc, M.O.P., ...) [Loyd Banks:] Aiyo what up? Its ya boy Lloyd Banks Aka Blue Hefner Ya now tuned into Mic Pass
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
: (feat. 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Game & Young Buck) [50 Cent:] In my hood when you young You tuck and handle your biz nigga Coming from where I'm from
: [50 Cent: talking] 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Game GGGGGGGG Unit! [Verse 1: 50 Cent] See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South 50 Cent
: Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Come On! [Chorus: Young Buck] Slide, The Clip, And Pull, The Hammer Back Point Your Gun, Then Homie, Go Handle That
missin I'm back on my bullshit a verse is a full clip Catch you with your bitch throw a song in your new whip Young Buck Nigga it's G-Unit, fuck your
Don't even ask Why I'm buck wild ? Don't smile don't laugh To the young G's comin up peep game Don't let the money make you change or act strange
out my mind this motha fucka's tryin' to rush me. Am I goin' to jail? Look at me bailin' Commin' out the court house all about mail and bank Never die
