Lyrics:
you're a soldier
The battle'll be over don't let 'em defeat
You should've just listened to Mickey and turned yourself in
When you had a change my G (You
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
hungry, too
So I gotta help them get some money, too
Glo Up Dinero Gang, niemand
Der uns nicht erkennt
Rich Gang, G Unit Germany, I'm 50 Cent
I do it for my
me and bro, we was in the store
And both of us got 50 cent cakes
Blow this stick like clarinets
I work this bitch like Kelpy G
My dog trappin',
Spongebozz Gunshot, der G der mit der Glock Cops anschoss
Beliefer' mit dem Stoff Los Santos
Grand Theft Auto, riesige Villa wie 50 Cent
Westcode
turned, new employee of the pif
Qp's to the zips
When New York music was just G-Unit or Dips
The K' had a dot on it,
No Grammy nod just a stock on it
comin' back (bye)
Two-hundred and fifty units, Richie in his class (Hey)
Shawty bad, bad, with a bag, I ain't mad (bag)
I'm ready to splurge, what's
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
twist his body tore a ligament
Hit up nine times over 50 cents
Bet he think again before he try again
Blowin' smoke, we lit up like a cigarette
Treat her
a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
It feels so good to live sucker free
I'm soakin' it all up
Unit back in the days, kid (I know that son, I know that)
You know that (you know I know that)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I miss
leaves, cannibus seeteev, and crystal
Fifty G's, makin' niggas bleed with pistols
Put it down, 'cause it ain't no time for fuckin' around
Every nigga
wife dig me
Game try and hit me
Kick game like 50 cent
Niggas wanna play games I quickly
Mob with a squad that will bang y'all wit' me
And they want
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
come.
They say you live by the gun, and you die by the gun
I been a little soldier; I been a little beast.
I'm even wilder, I got Soldier Slim livin
G.G.G.G.G-Unit
Lloyd Banks, D Da Ghost
this twin don't unda-stand,
(D Da Ghost)
shortie I ain't a pretty-boy,ma-mi I am a thug,
but she does not
and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper
Demark, the motorcade is coming by here, (oh,
No) just heard a call on the radio for all units along Industrial (oh, no)
To pick up the motorcade,
shootin Q Tips
Not talkin money then keep me excluded
I'm sippin on fluid
This shit polluted
Shit make me stutter like G-G-G-Unit
Yo girl is a thooter
(Corner)
(I shall fear no man)
I'm by myself up on this (Corner)
(G Unit South)
I'm by myself up on this (Corner)
(Come holla)
I'm by myself up on this
music
The impossible? You seen Machine do it
Made fifty off a thousand dollar pounds of mid, those the G-Units
Tell niggas, "Cut it out," they barely
Nothing but young guerillas
Kicking it sipping juice and gin
Trying to find a better way
To make dollas and cents
Packing my gat with a 50 pack
And when
Magazine or quotable to notice what you hoes will do
We all soldiers, we move as a unit, we all roll up
And show up at your residence, light your front
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