Eye For An Eye lyrics

Artist  : G-unit 
Song : Eye For An Eye



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[Chorus]

Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit
on you
You 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 one and only
not your buddy, not
your pal, not your homie
there ain't a
government around that can control me, ohhh
no
I'm on that doggy style shit, man i don't
love a hoe
apple wasn't around so i had to let
my brother know,
never stay in center, play the
back and let your money grow,
most them nigga
wouldn't be around if you was bummy yo,
south
side jamaica nigga yeah thats where i come
from,
if you see a nigga with me then theres
more than one gun,
five straight soldier ain't
that tired of being the dumb one,
or even
satisfied being another niggas dun-dun,
we all
know friendships turn sour when you gettin
it,
some niggas hate me in the hood but i
don't owe them niggas shit,
smilein' all up in
my face like i don't know them niggas sick,
but
i can care less, i'm on the album and i'm gettin'
rich.

[Chorus]

Nigga you shit on me
, i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll
put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
nigga
Survive the shots or die
nigga

[Young Buck]

Walkin' and
talkin' spit it how i live it nigga,
Came from
the country, dirty south get it nigga,
Feds
tryin to question me, they run up in my
hotel,
they said there wasn't shootin', but
they found no shells,
New york city, hell they
throwin' niggas under jails,
I got love for
them and i ain't even from there,
Now bust a
shot for them boys on the block,
I can feel
your pain nigga,
I'm still in the game
nigga,
There somethin' bout the sound of a
trey-pound,
That make me pull up, hop out and
make a nigga lay down,
See every time we
round' ya hear some shots go off,
And niggas
get there chains snatched when they try and show
off,
Shoot outs in broad day we do it the mob
way,
And come to find out these niggas is
softer than shawty,
I'mma keep livin my life
with a pistol in my palm and a wrist full of
ice,
you can call me the
don.

[chorus]

Nigga you shit on me
, i'll shit on you
You put a hit on me, i'll
put a hit on you
A eye for an eye
nigga
Survive the shots or die
nigga

[50]

I got a hand gun habit,
nigga front i'll let ya have it,
When the
shots go off cops sayin 50 back at it,
I'm
alergic to the feathers on these bird ass
niggas,
Front and i'll put ya brains on that
curbed fence nigga,
I ain't a marksman my
spark and i'll spray shit,
Enough rounds for
the Hk i don't play bitch,
Move like i'm
militant back on that gorilla shit,
Moody,
disrespectful, i'm ruley but niggas can't move
me,
I squeeze till i run outta ammo, if it's a
problem it's handled,
I'll have your people
pourin' out liquor and lightin' candles,
You
fuck around i'll blow your brains on my new york
times,
Run home turn to the sports section and
read your mind,
It's crystal clear you should
feel when that gat bust,
First it's crime
scene tape then you end up in that black
hurst,
We don't go to funerals but we'll go to
your wake fam,
View your body all banged up,
you made a mistake man.

[Chorus
X2]

Nigga you shit on me , i'll shit on
you
You put a hit on me, i'll put a hit on
you
A eye for an eye nigga
Survive the
shots or die nigga