G-G-G-G-G...G-G-G-G-G...G-G-G-G-G-G-UNIT!



(Tony Yayo)

You a half time hustla, im a full time hustla

(50 Cent)

Cuz I stay on the grind, i stay on the grind

(Lloyd Banks)

While you chasin your dick, Ill be chasin them tits

(50)

Cuz I stay On the grind, I stay on the grind

Man, the D's on me, cuz they caught me with a nine

And I, stay on the grind, I stay on the grind

(TY)

Wife be beggin, for me to spend time

(50)

Cuz I, stay on the grind, I stay on the grind



(Verse 1: 50 Cent)

All I do is sit and think of ways that I can come up

Hit tips of 1 up, then maybe they could gun up

My pockets are hurtin homie, I aint feelin this shit

Have yo mama screamin (BABY BOO, IS YA HIT?!)

I aint Scarface, "No women no kids" I dont give a f**k

Better teach that bitch and that little nigga ta duck

With a P90 Ruger, I put shots all through ya

If you survive, you gon feel what time'll do to ya

I'm a hard-headed nigga, I came up so hard

Had to get shot 9 times for me to find God

If 10 planes hit the projects, nobody will care

Look around, they aint nothin but black folks around here

From brothers that become political, and start to manuever

They'll give you a hundred years man, they did it to Hoover

Ya, you can hate me or love me, when you see me bust shots

Come and hug me, come show me she loves me



(CHORUS: 50 Cent)

I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5, and I

Stay on the grind,  I stay on the grind

I aint got time for love. I'm tryna get mine, and I

Stay on the grind,  I stay on the grind

I got moans in the middle, and I'm always gon shine, cuz I

Stay on the grind,  I stay on the grind

If you call when I'm busy, when you got spare time, cuz I

Stay on the grind,  I stay on the grind



(Verse 2: Tony Yayo)

I got claintell, I flip coke in a hurry

Darryl Strawberry even called me on the celly

And Whitney Houston, saw my coke be movin

I got the china white from the schuben

And my dope connects, the dudes be African

He got Boo-koo bucks, he be traffican

I know feinds that'll rob a train, to feed their vein

Feinds that'll kill an addict that support their habit

Feinds that'll pawn their jewels for dog food

So when I'm on the strip, you know I'm on the move

F**k cops in a bentley, with low ass knowledge

I cop ten bricks and pay for a pilots

Now theres coke in Ohana, dope in Alabama

I'm, not a rapper, Tony Yay' is a scrambler

Remember back then, is when I slinged on the corner

I had the sheep skin, my girl had to love the barber



((Chorus))



(Verse 3: Lloyd Banks)

Dont get caught robbin the pot, cuz your hand'll be tossed

Get on both sides, its your man Berry Boss

Imma flood the watch, and every cross

Nevermind a horse, im in a porsche, its my turn to floss

Dont put me in a mix of your rap lies

Diss me, Ill dip you in toilet water so you can get baptized

I grew up with the peasants in the halls

Elevators is broke, probably have a specious in the walls

Now haters get wreckless with the calls

As Im f**kin their bitch and they buyin breakfast in the morn

Not to mention, he dresses in the malls

New Prada footwear, Nexino necklace with the fauls

I dont care if you over 300 pounds, dont seduce me

You'll get your big ass cut up like Bruce Lee

I wont stop till my starve eat

We got tools, thatll steam your ass around like a 5 heart beat



((Chorus))