Lyrics:
Shady
Aftermath
Ha ha
G-G-G-G-Unit
Ha ha
'Cause we came here to set this party off right
Let's bounce tonight
And if they don't let us in
Shady
Aftermath
Ha ha
G-G-G-G-Unit
Ha ha
'Cause we came here to set this party off right
Let's bounce tonight
And if they don't let us in
the fuck it's based off
The whips they coppin' done gifted options to front the pay off
Fell short of ranges, no wonder we flyin' under radars
Til Abhi
Of all the times...
Jargon
Has been mistaken
For a unit of music
We are the CounterAgents
Building through
Kinetic phonetics
Lyrical linguistics
In
probably own a radar gun
All about her
Aw man, yeah, she player one
Pulling out my Yellow Card
Cause I can't be The Only One
So Appalled in feature
Ye, so
as a quasar
Mind fast as a race car
I ain't going if it ain't far
Can't still be under the radar
Last mixtape set the bar so you it's some standards I can't
Sh-sh-sh-shady
Aftermath, ha ha (G-G-G-G-G-Unit ha ha)
I've become so numb
Can I get an encore
Do you want more (more)
I've become so numb
Shady!
Aftermath
Ha ha, g-g-g-g, G-Unit!
Ha ha! (Ha ha)
Cause we came here to set this party off right
Let's bounce tonight
And if they don't let us
my find the beauty in the stars
I level with death even beneath radar
I level with death even beneath radar
I level with death and she got pretty
my find the beauty in the stars
I level with death even beneath radar
I level with death even beneath radar
I level with death and she got pretty
Women been leading the way, since Roxanne Shante
And the Unit had Flava and Jay had Marcy neighbors that waved
Lookin' confused, I be like "Cool, maybe
cross 'em out and put a K
No, no, it don't matter how good you spit
If you ain't hit the trauma unit they ain't playin' your shit
Who gives a fuck if
ce multiverse, tu choisis quel univers?
Un choix unitaire, dans un sort qui unit entièrement
Dans ce multiverse, tu choisis quel univers?
Un choix
seen misery, I've seen disgust dust ridden ruins
Iron clad oracle test three COM unit disperse silently
Over confidence leads to irony
Plot twist full
hit the trauma unit they ain't playin' your shit
Who gives a fuck if your money and game up to par
Cause jail time and bullets make a nigga a star
along all alone
All along
Six months later he popped up on the government radar
They say he has links with al Qaeda
He's gonna star in the war Darth
skit
They half my ass and back in the past from 4 to a 2 bit
Changing up my measures and you bitch unit
Shooters point you the way to fate my Cupid's
trueness
Keep it low on the radar like hide for bullets
Special agent in the maze called entertainment
Entertained just by the vision of the wormhole. Time
lean
No soy un santo me dicen king
Tu radar no capta no tengo seen
Puro flow potente
Flow Usain
Ey!
No soy un santo
Siempre andamos polarizao'
No soy un
what you never do you know we'll make it
Let me say this again
Only gonna strive for unity
Yeah we move as a unit
That what we called a family
Can you
help and you act like you fuckin' deaf
Dead man walkin
He talkin' shit, I see a zombie movin'
I don't need to do it, bro gon do it
Talkin' Trauma Unit
Outfitters, jolt you home
Cars and fleet, in our zone
Mecp certified, sets the tone
12 volt, we don't fail, we lit
Radar units for your fleet or ship
Custom
But I'm always 'round the fewest brothers
That I call my unit
G where my G's 'cause you know
Them hundred's be the bluest
Uh, niggas on some coward
a street niqqa wit the brains of a scholar
Bickin it back in Bankhead and fuckin off on Marta
Money passin hands and women always on my radar
Niqqas tryna
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