The Plug lyrics - G-Unit

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

If y'all niggas need straps, then get at me

I'm the plug

Well, if you need that, then get at me

I'm the plug

Dope, coke, crack, man get at me

I'm the plug

Holla when you need it; my price you can't beat it

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]

We move the work like it's water

Stuff a quarter in your daughter

Cash flow like the Nile

I mean like right across the border

You to get it; I got it

If I ain't got it, I get it

Fill your spot up with product

I got the straps for your hitters

Look here, my price is my price

Fuck is ya estimate nigga

Figure you bite the bullet, I bang it

Get to bustin', it's nothin'

Wave it, blaze it

Hit the bullseye; I don't graze shit

[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

AP around me lately

C-notes serenade me

The smell made me crazy

Product of the Eighties

Numero uno

I'm out a legendary group ho

My souls too cold

They blocking me, I found a loophole

I'm new gold

I got a couple dimes from Panama

I make a little girl out an amazon

Run on me, I'm squeezin' like an anacon'

Then I'm gone, years from now I bet my power steer my lawn

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

[Verse 3: Tony Yayo]

I believe I was born to ball

Penetrate the pussy, unless it smell like old tennis balls

I'm a rapper; I got a problem being punctual

A mill at 26 these other rappers, man, they got the gall

To even think they on my level

Sports-Illustrated model all in my condo

Ice in the pot

In the trap, I'm Sir Mix-a-Lot

'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot

[Verse 4: Young Buck]

Streets dried up

Get tied up for small packs

Niggas workin'

Phone wired up, don't call back

I'm a surgeon; I put shit back together

I determined to bring my black MAC wherever

Niggas lurkin'; this ain't the place to be

Fuck a hit

Niggas'll blow up your face for free

Sunday sermon, preacher keep on facin' me

It's like every word he sayin' just relates to me

[Hook x2: 50 Cent]

[Verse 5: Kidd Kidd]

G-Unit gorilla

Cocaine car wheeler

50 grand cash to the car dealer

Bragging on what you bought get you raw quicker

Tap you on the shoulder like take this walk, nigga

I fought every tall nigga

Short temper

Tougher than leather cut from a different cloth, nigga

You ain't a boss you can afford to pay the costs, nigga

Get caught, I was taught to never talk nigga