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G-unit

Genres: Hip-Hop

Changes Lyrics - G-unit

All I'm hearing is Jimmy want my shit to flop 

Dre don't care if I blow 

God damn, all this from fucking selling headphones 

Chris died, Theo didn't show up to a nigga wake 

Which indicates the team I thought we built, it was fucking fake 

Barry's drunk, Barry dump, Barry's in the pen again 

I'm back at the drawing board, somebody call Eminem 

These days can't believe what you hear on the street 

That nigga said he owns the team, he only on the seat 

That's fool's gold we sold you, you fools, I watch you buy it 

What's this here some kind of new hustle, I might try it 

This flow got us all put on so I know I'm nice 

(Fucking with the wrong bitches got me cold as ice) 

 

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These niggas'll change on you 

I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me 

Now they hate everything I do 

I can't help but win, I'm a winner, nigga, you changed on me 

 

Guess I gotta stop posting all this money on Instagram 

They welcome you with open homes and open hands 

I ain't rich like 50, I just know the man 

Red emoji faces in your text, I know you mad 

Pitch me a few dollars, more than sure you can 

When you balling the world's on your shoulder pads 

I don't owe you nothing, they busting, you ain't bang back 

You never fronted me nothing I couldn't bring back 

They gave dap, now they saying you never gave back 

You never gave me nothing I couldn't pay back 

Now you talking to the FEDs because you ain't fed 

Give a nigga a foot, they want your whole leg 

 

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Fuck what he said, tell 'em get his own bread 

If niggas got a problem (that's a code red) 

That's when niggas pull up with long dreads 

Bumbaclot, man, shooting at your forehead 

 

These niggas'll change on you 

I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me 

Now they hate everything I do 

I can't help but win, I'm a winner, nigga, you changed on me 

 

They say family's first, but family is the first to get you hurt 

And these hoes even worse, all these riches is a gift.. 

 

and a curse 

Hate running all through the tree, thought they be rooting for me 

Backstabbing, lies stacking, the truth is gorey 

Forever holding on the grudges from my early struggles 

They see you go out and get it then want it from you 

Say you'll never be a winner, show up at your parade 

Outside showing you smiles, inside hoping it fades 

Rather be low now, money over the stage 

Sanity over fame, eye-candy calling your name 

But it changes, their love is dangerous 

Fog up your aim, there's a million ways to hit them cages 

Shit's contagious, forget my favors 

I'm outta' here, flipping pages 

You slipping backwards going with all the other actors 

 

The limelight is hot, I ain't ask to be here 

The money and the power make problems disappear 

People change like the weather 

I weather the storm until it's better 

And these fake ass niggas wanna shake my hand 

Instagram hoes backstage with fans 

And the snakes in the grass ain't a part of my plan 

Stab me in my back and they say I changed 

 

These niggas'll change on you 

I can't keep count of how many times I done watched them change on me 

Now they hate everything I do 

I can't help but win, I'm a winner, nigga, you changed on me 

 

Some of you motherfuckers changed for the worse though 

Some niggas change for the better 

Some bitches'll just never change 

Some of these hoes'll never change, man, yo 

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