Send Ya to Hell

[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah man, niggas know what it is man, nuttin' better than this right here man, G-Unit man
Fuck is the matter with these niggas, man

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Nigga we from the the bottom
We don' came up but the money ain't change us
You tryna come up how the fuck could you blame us?
Niggas tryna front so I walk with the stainless
Motherfucker I send you to hell

[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
I'm flying out the country ain't no tellin when I'm gon' be back (Nah)
To be honest half of these artist never gon' see that (Uh-uh)
I keep my bad habits away from where I'm gon' eat at (Bitch)
Before I sit up for a bitch I lose one knee cap (Ha)
I paid a visit to father time but he flung me back shocked at these reasonable knowin' 'bout all the guns we pack (Uh)
Live for the dollar and grateful for every one we stack (Yep)
Mind of a man with no sleep my thoughts brung feedback (Nah)
Don't scheme at the rocks on hand before your mama sees her seed in a bag
Like popcorn man (Woo!)
The Ru's greased up it's not gon' jam
If I squeeze off the block gon' scram, boiled eggs is all I had damn (Ha)
A replica of my senior
You remember me
My grandfather still smoking weed, he's 70, hah (Hah)
My blood rushin' of this Hennessy, walkin' out the door with a felony, check, check out my melody, nigga!

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
We from the the bottom
We don' came up but the money ain't change us
You tryna come up how the fuck could you blame us?
Niggas tryna front so I walk with the stainless
Motherfucker I send you to hell
Nigga we from the the bottom
We don' came up but the money ain't change us
You tryna come up how the fuck could you blame us?
Niggas tryna front so I walk with the stainless
Motherfucker I send you to hell