Lyrics:
dich zum Star, Girl
Mh-mh-mh
Und die Hater kommen nicht klar und ich flüster' in ihr Ohr
„Keiner muss von uns erfahren“
Ah, G-Unit wie 50 Cent
Motherfucka'
[Chorus]
Yeah
Motherfucka'
I'm here, yeah
Lloyd banks
G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!
Money by any means, nigga
those years
Nigga, Eminem, Paul Rosenberg, Riggs Morales
I wanna thank all my label mates, D12, 50 Cent, G-Unit
Stat Quo, Bobby Creek' and Cashis
It's
A Bone
Cashville, Tennessee Nigga!, We Thug You Knew It
New York, We Here, For Life, G-Unit!
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt, Black Pants
Blue
To Break A Bone
Cashville, Tennessee N****!, We Thug You Knew It
New York, We Here, For Life, G-Unit!
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt, Black Pants
Damn, I'm bout to sin again
Feeling like LeBron James
Damn, I'm bout to win again
Feel like 50 cent
Because I'm hated by so Many Men
We used to be cool
can't compete
(100) all by myself, I'm 100 deep
I was on the first 50
Now the powers at a dollar
Politician pushing tracks in it, mayor
I president in it
niggas ain't fuckin' payin' attention
They not seen what df is goin' on
It's a movement nigga, G-Unit South!
Git wit' it or live wit' out nigga!!
You know
got em too, prince got be hurt
That’s the connect, piece the letters together
That’s my dog, been my dog since them G-Unit sweaters
Got me acting
teach the kids, you rather have a bullet or a word to your wig
Murder rates increases, bullet holes the size of fifty cent pieces
Don't worry about
[Intro]
Nigga, G-Unit Nigga!!
Dayum.. I neva knew dis rap shit
Could have a nigga beefin' wit his own homebois, ya'know?
Shit fucked up, but dis how
Ey what's up. Here's the kid 50 Cent.
You are now tuned in to my man Kool Savas.
Optik Boom. Destroy the German Dream, ya heard? G-Unit
Du hast
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
essence
Cause I'm just g moving units
Not 50 cent but I do it
Whoa!
Oh my
Oh my
Oh my
Tonight
I'm whippin that whip I'm whippin that
I'm whippin that whip
Gal a seh mi ting shat
Go a town get every type inna marina
G unit fifty cent marina
Bad man style desert clarks mess marina
Hey yo - yo nuh si mi in
thermometer on fire
Like you're 50 cent
Lloyd Banks
Yo I got a tank
G-Unit soldier
I'm tryna make rank
Lieutenant, you in it
Don't front mine, frontline
We in
that just irrelevant just give me grands
Bitch give me grands
Your favorite immigrant is just chilling man
But making money moves like 50 Cent
We not
couldn't do it
But man fuck that 50 we a whole G-unit
Yeah you hear me now so turn me up
All your niggas poor my niggas pouring up
And y'all get in y'all
still manage like 50 cent
Wishing I had a young buck or a G or a unit inside the whip
183 days I was out and just thinking
4392 hours still achieving
1281
Hunnits as they call me, man, the king of San Diego, you know what I'm talkin' about
Lincoln Park Clack Unit ah ah ah and all that
Yeah
Aye, look, see
Highway to heaven, first exit
Told him if I had a penny for each of my exes
I would have at least 50 cent, bitch
G-Unit
Any problem you gon' have, trust me,
cent G-unit
Who Kid
So listen up and
Tune in
For that old original raw shit, it's authentic
Want more, bet it's off limits
Staring at me with that face
a glimpse
Denaun drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from jump
In a fast lane, no change of road or the bumps
Game is sold
seen my knife work
I turn a clown smile to a frown
Squeeze and watch the barrel spin
On the trey pound i'm a G-Unit gorilla
Niggas know how I get down
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