Lyrics:
Experimental
Core
Night vision with handle
Thinking about many units
Rolling up the course
Not trying to be edgy
But this is one edgy board
No surfboard can
(Chorus- Banks)
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat)
(50 Cent-between Banks)
G-Unit nigga that's what's up
Woo
Yeah
G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)
Haha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts
Woo
Yeah
G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)
Haha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts
a trip I'm ganna cruise it
I don't need no K-9 unit
To sting my ass the lightning struck
Back in '13 served community
7 years differed adjudged
A year per
Going stupid
Cooling under stars bumping music
Really been the one and I really thought you knew this we a unit
33 Team the one who do it
Talking
Attention all units, attention all units
We have an all-points bulletin out on a man with green hair
I repeat, we have an APB on a man with green
not yours to keep
Won't sell, trade or lease
I ain't no one's property
I know I come off as sweet, but don't test my inner g
Water's in my rising, but
on the clothesline
now the kid rich with his own clothesline
f po 9 i got hit at the board
so when my baby was born i couldnt cut the cord
i give a rapper two days
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
Timbaland sounds so good
But I might not be ready i don't know
If I spend a 100 grand on the beat
Then we
Began this take at 7:38
Head hit the board, enough that it aches
Wonder should I be working so late
Began this take at 7:38
Head hit
runnin' out
It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto
We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace, incarcerated
runnin' out
It's for real, though, let's connect, politic, ditto
We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases
Word up, peace, incarcerated
consuming
Got that sauce now time to use it
I’m a Chairman I will prove it
Self improvement as a unit
Winning trades oh now we booming
Everybody scream,
attitude to do the dishes
She hit my celly I ignore I'm writing music
Kept the photo if she lie I gotta prove it
Hella units in the drive we gotta move it
[Intro - 50 Cent talking]
Uh, yeah, G-Unit, uh, yeah 50 Cent, uh, yo
[Chorus 1 - 50 Cent, imitating Timbaland]
Timbaland sounds so good, but I might
painful
A clean slate, a clean chalk board
A clean brain, a clean thought
A clean slate, a clean chalk board
A clean brain, a clean thought
On my birthday
a beauty on me shone,
And my parents doted upon me, I being their only son.
My father bound me to a trade in Waterford's fair town,
He bound me to a cooper
Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em up
And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut
And I look like I might just give up,
to sixty hop in and gun it
Like G-Unit without the hyphen, I'm hyping 'em up
And if there should ever come a time where my life's in a rut
And I look like
We could trade places, get lifted in the staircases (what? What?)
Word up, peace, incarcerated scarfaces
My thug-related style attract millions,
Yeah, yeah
It's Tim-Unit ****, yeah
You know I like how I sound on that ****
****, your time is up, I ain't come to catch you
I knew you **** was
Subjects headed down the Garrdiner, headed westbound
I need all units on board right now. Subjects are driving in a black Panemera, going one fifty
niggas but
That's how I raised 'em
Scrape a opp off the board
Before you dry erase 'em
He put his hands on your
Brother? You gotta fade 'em
He put his
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