Casualties Of War Lyrics - T.o.s.: Terminate On Sight - G-unit

[50 Cent] 

Disrespectful 

Anything, I let you breathe 

Now you're dead 

[Chorus: 50 Cent] 

There's no room without casualties 

End up in a wake when you fuck with me 

You got beef with my man you got beef with me 

I got the semi on me motherfucker you'll see 

Devil 'round the corner 

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[50 Cent] 

Is that my dawg, that slap that cat? 

Now how did the chicken give birth to a rat? 

Now how did the rat learn to sing like a bird? 

His pops is a O.G., this is absurd 

My gun game right, my knife game right 

Fuck around I get right, in broad daylight 

Spin the barrel on a nigga, pin the tail on the donkey 

It's a zoo out this bitch, I put a hole in the monkey 

Got the gemstars to rip 'em, hundred shots to clip 'em 

Bodybags they zip 'em, and we don't know a thang 

You hit nigga you trippin, you think it's over you trippin 

Reload slap the clip in, back, back, strapped 

[Chorus] 

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[Lloyd Banks] 

Uhh, I drink like a uncle, smoke like a rasta 

Ball like a superstar, talk like a boxer 

Fuck like a rabbit, shit like a dinosaur 

See like a sniper, lil' nigga aim height is raw 

Ride like a Lambo', stunt like I'm out of town 

Strap like Commando, B-A-N-K-dollar sign 

Live everything up I won't, change like the others, nope 

Switch overnight I can't, I'm outside his camp 

I'm 'bout a dollar boy and dollar bills'll kill 

Kill that bullshit, I'm famous but I'm ridin with the steel 

Will throw it all away, I see you later today 

You'll see I'm fadin away, that's all I'm able to say 

[Chorus] 

[Tony Yayo] 

Yeah, it's the enforcer Yayo 

We could do it in broad daylight 

in front of the White House for all I care 

I blow your heart out your body sucka 

Then jump in the Aston blastin, burnin rubber 

Black ski mask, the Aston tinted 

Ditch the gun, burn the car cause my DNA in it 

Next day it's the GT, stunt off of G.P. 

Fist full of stones, fingers glowin like E.T. 

Fake O.G., O.G. Bobby Jones 

Do your son like J-Rock, Mausberg pumpin 

I'm stuntin, focus like a digital camera 

Got that P-95 with that invisible hammer 

Nigga who you tryin to ride on, I'm a icon 

Heart made of steel, balls made of ir-on 

[Chorus] 

[50 Cent] 

Devil 'round the corner, corner