A Little Bit of Eveything U.T.R. - G-Unit

Everytime I'm in the kitchen you in the kitchen

Let me finish this brick 'fore you put that fish in

Listen I know we just came from fishin

But I'm on a mission you see there's money that I'm missin

I got 'em posted so the move and I'm gonna murder y'all

You and all the trouble goin through by servin y'all

And only cause my man heard of y'all

Other than that sh*t y'all won't get served at all

I went from oodles and noodles to lobster and shrimp

I went from bare bubble coats to brand new minks

And yo my neck upgraded my wrist's upgraded

I stay C of F I ain't got time for Jacob

I'm still on the strip tryin to get my grims off

Ni**a tryin to flip and its a Mexican stand off

I put a hole in your grill with the nine mil

Dressed in all black lookin for souls to steal

Little bit of dust little bit of coc*ine

Little bit of dro little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your b**ch want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything

Little bit of dust little bit of coc*ine

Little bit of dro little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your b**ch want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything

I put the two Mags up to your doo rag

And rockaby baby I'm in the blue Jag with new tags in case you wanna chase

I never knew that the impact comin up out a Desert Eagle

A make a ni**a wob and wiggle screamin call my people

We got these fiends pourin liters and they shootin needles

Need to be takin your connection cause we got it cheaper

Sh*t I ain't new to this I met this air stewardess

Who knows the ins and outs on how to get it in and out ni**a

Ya if I put a dress code all black nine hows and a laser

And the party is an ink pen bottle or a razor

Your hollerin for praise ya catch me in the hood with a model named Taysha

And the swallow game major

These cowards ain't gangsta they tellin you lies by sellin you dreams

And they ain't fill ins they fiends

Plus they rat and it's too hot to chill in the sun

My pops 39 years old and still on the run

Little bit of dust little bit of coc*ine

Little bit of dro little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your b**ch want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything

Little bit of dust little bit of coc*ine

Little bit of dro little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your b**ch want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything

Wodie what you want you want d**e you want coke

Wodie what you want you want X you want dro

Sh*t you got beef I got a tec and a fo'

You feelin' hot and moist I even get you a ho

If you don't got no whip I get you a car

If you don't got no skills I get your some bars

My ni**a we don't cut it we serve it raw

Got anythin you want play us awful hard

My 22's bling so niggas scheme

745 I clean this little shell ni**a f**k a triple beam

Coffee pot to cook coke Joe to smoke I was born to loc

Method cut the coke 50 no joke

I ain't "Scarface" no women no kids I don't give a f**k

Better teach that b**ch and that little ni**a to duck

With a P-90 Ruger I put shots all through ya

If you survive you gonna feel what talent do to ya

Little bit of dust little bit of coc*ine

Little bit of dro little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your b**ch want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything

Little bit of dust little bit of coc*ine

Little bit of dro little bit of heroine

A little bit of ecstacy

That's why your b**ch want to be next to me

We sell a little bit a everything