G-Unit – Betta Ask Somebody

Betta Ask Somebody is another mind-blowing and award winning hip-hop/rap song coming from an American hip hop and rap group, G-Unit.

This intriguing record which appeared as Track 08 on their top charting album project called “Beg For Mercy” was officially released on 14 November 2003.

We would like you to add this undeniable hit song to your playlist, you won’t regret it yuh.

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LYRICS

I, know, you, know

I’m, on, fire

If, you don’t know, who I be

You better ask somebody about me

Oh, you wanna be tough nigga, a look is enough

I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga

If, you don’t know, who I be

You better ask somebody about me

And they’ll tell ya I’m a soldier boy

And I done told ya, over and over boy

I come from a big city, the streets corrupt

Now I’m rollin’ with snub-noses to heat you up

Out here niggas’ll do anything to reach a buck

Cause when you broke you can’t afford to fuck ya sneakers up

I take my time, keep my mind on my bank funds

Learn how to separate the real from the fake ones

And on my heater nina rep what could I carry on

My nigga just lost his momma, and his daddy gone

From now on I can provide cause my paper’s straight

Family losin’ his legs, but I can take the weight

Some niggas hate but I’ll be damned if they hold me down

Front niggas didn’t know me then, bet they know me now

Blunt and a smile, eventually it’ll be a frown

Cause every time I turn around a nigga locked down

While I’m in the world, tryin to bring my loot through

Hopin’ one day we can kick it like we used to, my nigga

If, you don’t know, who I be

You better ask somebody about me

Oh, you wanna be tough nigga, a look is enough

I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga

If, you don’t know, who I be

You better ask somebody about me

And they’ll tell ya I’m a soldier boy

And I done told ya, over and over boy

Uhh, they never seen 26’s on a Hummer

My goal is to try to fuck Trina by the summer

Some niggas hate me, but they only made me

Go and put mo’ ice in my mouth than Baby

G-Unit and Shady, them dudes is crazy

Next time, we only usin’ Dr. Dre’s beats

Fuck you, pay me, take your magazine flicks

This ain’t no Nelly hurr, take a good look at this

Got the wrists of a chemist and the heart of a hustler

Plus I probably done robbed mo’ artists than Russell

Always in trouble, you can blame my mother

Gave birth to a gorilla and raised him in the jungle

I ain’t crawled, I stumbled across the Mexican with birds

Papi had coke and new plates and pounds of herb

Keep my hand on my Glock, and my ear to the streets

I’m a country boy, you can hear it when I speak

G-Unit!

If, you don’t know, who I be

You better ask somebody about me

Oh, you wanna be tough nigga, a look is enough

I put that snub nose to ya and bust nigga

If, you don’t know, who I be

You better ask somebody about me

And they’ll tell ya I’m a soldier boy

And I done told ya, over and over boy

Bentley Azure dreams, G-5 agenda

The hood had made a nigga heart colder than December

Don’t take much to make my gun go off

One shot’ll make a hardrock look oh so soft

If you don’t know you better ask who I be

Or end up in ICU gettin’ fed through a IV

Down in the Lou’, they say they feelin’ me dirty

In New Orleans they say I’m that nigga, ya heard me?

From them Southside blocks to Watts, Westside don’t front

You know about them Grapestreet Gangstas, G’d up

Rollin that weed up

Nigga get outta line, get shot stabbed jacked

Hit with a bat or beat up

Fuck that, we’re on that same bullshit

Same forty-cally Glock, same full clip

Pussy claat bwoy, ya nah wanna tak wif me

I’m a real rudebwoy, ya nah wanna ruf wif me