I'm So Sorry Lyrics

(By 50 CENT)

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50 cent, uh 
Llod banks,uh 
Young Buck, uh 
Game Nigga~ G-UNIT 

haha its easy man, its easy man 
Ay yo i switch my hustle, no more dice games dillemas you see blood 
in the snow after the shots in december 
Niggas is broke thats why they stay ice grillin 
im in the aspens laughin snow mobilin 
with a beautiful bitch she chocolate athletic 
ass poke out like serena asks banks he seen her 
plus she hood she aint hollywood remind me of trina 
D's come shorti even down to hold my beretta 
G stand for gangsta unit stand for u niggaz in trouble 
better lock and load on the ground YEAH 

Chorus: 
Im so sorry 
niggaz all fucked up they aint gettin money in the hood 
I'm So Sorry 
i lied to ya say I let you hold something homey if i could 
Im so sorry 

50 talking: You know i could but i dont wanna help you out nigga 
Im SO sorry 

Game: 
Im in that 6,7 glass house 
in and out of lanes 
murder on my mind 
old english runnin through my veins 
i think about easy and it eases my pain 
i drink a 40 ounce g unit soakin in the rain 
i came into this world both feet in the dirt 
no purple label no button up shirt 
no harm intended to subliminal disses 
but hard facts seperate the men from the bitches 
i would popped your ass if i thought you was worthy 
lookin like boy george in that larry bird jersey 
buck pass the dutch im blowin that bob marley 
hop off the G-4 lets have a boston tech party G-UNIT 

50 Chorus: 
Im so sorry 
You niggas dont sound that good when you step in the booth 
im So sorry 
nigga did it hurt but god dammit u kno its da truth 
Im So Sorry 
to see me do good its makin your punk ass sick 
Im so sorry 
that i aint got room for all you niggas on my dick 
Im so Sorry 

Lloyd Banks: Yeah 
a snap of a finger will make you guys cripple 
i came up with this on the shitta, nigga 
i handle bars like a bicycle 
stars make your eyes trickle 
as stiff as an icecycle 
the muffalas the sounds of land thats why i whistle 
fire your stylists you know dats wrong 
for letting you put that foot locker noback on 
around here niggas get shot for performin that song 
and hoes cut they eyebrows off and draw them back on 
they try to merk me yo 
thats why 50 bought me a trey pound with a nose longer then pinnchio 
pop shit i stroke your slut 
and soon as her mouth open up what? 
same color as coconut 

50 Chorus: 
Im so Sorry 
you aint from compton you aint gotta flow like game 
im so sorry 
you aint lloyd banks mixtape artist of the year man 
Im so sorry 
you aint young buck you dont let the gun buck son you butt 
im so sorry 
you get outta line ill personally come fuck you up 

Young Buck: 
we dont chase no hoes 
we dream about it while we make the dough 
ill have a hundred fuckin hatiains come and cut your throat 
i still touch the dough 
niggas my ears to the street 
i got niggas from your own hood workin for me 
you got ya hand out 
cant even bail your man out 
real know real cuz the bitch niggas stand out 
nobody gonna miss you when the dessert eagle hits you 
just do like pac said pour out a little liquor 
picture gettin your chest blown open and no one there to save ya 
you momma gotta wake up makin funeral arrangements 
you kno who to play with and we aint the ones 
this G-unit shit is deeper than a prick in your thumb motha fuckas 

50 talking: yeah i wanna take the time out to apologize to all yall niggas 
that put out records this year and didnt see none im so sorry 
hahaha oh man i dont know how to explain it how we get that money man haha 
i just say shit i swith my hustle motha fucka