Beg For Mercy

[Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah G-G-G G-G-G G-Unit No peace talks, no white flags No mercy, I get in yo' ass [Verse 1: 50 Cent] Niggas done heard about my clique how we stay with the toastas Blood in, blood out, La Cosa Nostra You don't wanna bang with the best I'll have Doc removin' fragments from your chest They say God's a forgivin' man, I hope he forgive Pray shells I let off don't curse my kid They say 50 done blew up, 50 you changed, nigga You stunt, I pull out and you see I'm that same nigga That Ruger start to roar, iron is flyin' Eight outta eight on movin' targets You run, you still dyin' Check my resume, I am oh so loco Mama ain't raise no chump, I don't talk to po-po [Chorus: 50 Cent] Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for a jux Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for a jux Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks [Verse 2: Young Buck] There once was some niggas that tried to merk me I hit 'em up, put 'em in plastic surgery This fo-five don' made a lot of guys apologize The truth come out, 'stead of hearin' a lot of lies Some niggas catch a case and then claim they hard A couple chest wounds'll make a nigga change his heart I just play my part, and while you shootin' up cars I'm smokin' niggas like a Cuban cigar Let's get it poppin' [Chorus: 50 Cent] Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for a jux Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for a jux Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef We gon' be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth I'm in and out the night clubs, eighty deep Dark blue Benz, navy seats, eighty sneaks These niggas tellin' out the blue So you hang 'em off the bridge, police'll have to helicopter you The Jimmy lived in the bags, the Bellhop will do I rap for the neighborhood niggas that failed in high school You can tell I came a long way in my sense, home grown That's why them little niggas in the projects love me You provide the beat downs for free, I paid my dues I don't even freestyle for free I gave 'em a break, flew over seas But it's kinda hard to get homie-sick when there's blue in the trees Sit back and try to play your role The doctors'll put more staples in yo' ass than a telephone pole Yeah! [Chorus: 50 Cent] Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for a jux Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks Sticks and stones may break bones and the shells may hurt me But I take it like a man, you beg for mercy Keep your eyes wide open, nigga's lookin' for a jux Shit is real 'round here, you surrounded by crooks