Artist: G-Unit Album: The Beauty of Independence Song: Big Body Benz * Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com * Best Buy bonus track [Intro: Kidd Kidd] Uh, man Remember niggaz used to pay bingo? Like yo man, bingo man, that's my call man, for real (yoon!) This nigga PJ used to have the fuckin flyest lifts on the block Real nigga shit, knahmsayin? For real, like just sit on my porch and just hustle all day and just watch a nigga pass up and down the block, like yo Big body Benz, big body Benz, big body Benz I say all I ever wanted was a big body Benz All I ever wanted [Kidd Kidd] Killers don't have no conscience, blat, won't think about it Trap, up in them houses, rats, they Mickey Mouses Gats, up in the trousers, Ma, came in and gave me a slap Said she found all that crack, under her couches I can't sleep, Fred Krueger in my dreams Call niggaz all machines, all y'all work for me And I'd rather work a triple beam than at Burger King Rob you for your bling-bling, give me all yo' ching-ching Flip yo' pockets from your jeans, make sure I got everything before I leave, life's a bitch, and we just havin a fling Man this chrome is like a phone, better answer it when it rings Let it ring 'til it click, empty clip You can smell me and see I've been through some shit, with my clique M-Zone, Rida Gang, now these hoes gon' ride the dick It's because of street fame these bitches know what it is They gon' say I'm doin my thing when I pull up in that six Lord knows [Chorus 2X: Kidd Kidd] + (50 Cent) All I ever wanted was a big body Benz Big body Benz, big body Benz All I ever wanted was a big body Benz Big body Benz (and a clean set of rims) [50 Cent] Pushin coke and bought them Regals and them large DeVilles Then they got them vapor bitches, I'm like "This for real?" Give me, I want that big Benz with that emblem in the grille Start packin the steel, lettin niggaz know the deal I want that shit so bad, start thinkin "Who I got to kill?" That's how a nigga feel when we out there in the field That Glock was pumpin, paper comin, how can niggaz chill? Barrel {?} manage gold teeth, put gold all in my grill Shoot out shit, I rob your bitch, I use her as a shield Shit, look at the wheels, whoo~! Look at the wheels Chrome two-piece Lorenzos got me lookin like a mil' Peace call, if you wanna talk then later we can build AHH! [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Uh, sittin back in my new AMG, smokin with 2-thou'-15 Golden wrist few pounds of green, park this shit shoot down yo' teams Now it seems, oh so clear through Beams, oh so dope I lean Fuck you mean? Lucky that you breathe, choke the leaf Focus through my new designer lens, tell her not her friends Beaucoup dollars spent, new jewels line 'em in, too cool time and when I'm on top again, you gon' chop me off and 'scuse me out Bullshit you about, front them Rugers out Face the sword, no risk no reward, peace talk won't go nowhere gets ignored Price you can't afford, white man at your courts Get you more, right here like before, seen it all my life shit end like this Come back filthy rich, still not guilty bitch [Chorus] [Outro: Kidd Kidd] Nigga, knahmean? Dreams man, street dreams, ya feel me? Free PJ, free my lil' homie Chucky, y'knahmsayin? Straight up and down man, oww! Free my nigga Red Elway, ya heard me? Just caught ten, ya feel that? Damn, shit real man, we just was all real niggaz man Just out here chasin our dreams man Everybody wanna be fly, everybody wanna live flashy, youknow'msayin? It's all about feedin the fam man, straight up and down man So we gon' do whatever it takes to get it By any means... {*fades out*}