Lyrics Ok Ya Right de 50 Cent - Hip Hop

50 Cent - Ok Ya Right Lyrics

(intro)
(a car pulls up.... 9 bullets go off) g g g g g g g g g g g
G-unit in this bitch right right right right right right thurr

(chorus)
G-unit in this bitch right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
G-unit in this bitch right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
(50cent)
She like it when i do it right thurr
Me and trent dont muther fucking dont carre (dont carre)i got my
Drink 7 ounce right herre (right herre) nigga call the cops i
Dont really carre (dont carre) g-unit dont play muther fucking
Fairr my shit is mine i dont sharre we of the muther fucking
Chain we dont carre nigga beware in new york city im like the
Muther fucking mayorr i got like a hundred jeez dont starre
(dont starre) see the ice might blurr (might blurr) bitch get
On the line i'll smack yo ass right herre i heard you like the
Way we do it over herre get loose in the club like we just dont
Carre get any of my hoes i just dont muther fucking carre (dont
Care)therre is a lil nigga named ja think he lie like me talk
Bout he left the hospital and took nine like me man i know his
Bitch ass from way back tell those niggaz what ever u want but u
And i know whats fucking going on aight ill kill yo ass right
Right right right right herre
(chorus)
G-unit in this bitch right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
G-unit in this bitch right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
(young buck)
Young buck in this bitch right right right rightright right
Herrei snuck in the club with a glock i got sum bud in my sock
Hail fuck the cops they just mad cuz im hot thugged out get it
Or get the fuck out nigga come south let me show you niggaz we
Both out i aint scarred you coward bitches better beware the
Source awards will be g-unit this & g-unit therre
Herre i go who ever want beef let me know i aint one of those
Artist that in the p.diddy show i can hit you with a stock boy
Or a coke boy make surre u hit me back if you want more
(chorus)
G-unit in this bitch right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
G-unit in this bitch right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
Right right right right right thurr
(out tro)
(the car leaves with 9 more bullets go off)