Lyrics:
the fuck I gets down, me (G-Unit)
I'm a rider for real (50 Cent)
I keep my hands on the steel (Lloyd Banks)
I let it go me for real (Yayo)
Go ahead
and never come back if I could
[Chorus (50 Cent & The Game):]
Hate it or love it the underdog's on top
And I'm gonna shine homie until my heart stop
Go
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
what you need (one two)
it's all fucked up now
what the fuck yall gon do now
(50 Cent)
Yo
Yo we can't stay alive forever
So if shit hit the fan
niggaz are hard plus we all crazy
Wishing I can be a peaceful man and, hoping that the Lord save me
Fuck a nigga named 50 Cent, you nothing but change
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
Whoa! 50 Cent g-Unit! yeah!
You want beef wit me take a
Number and get in line
You want pairs with me I pop
Ya top off with the nine
You mad at me?
Aw no do you know what this is
One shot one kill what's the deal G-Unit!Here we go now!}
Aw nigga do you know who you with
It's Tony Yayo up in
Aw no do you know what this is
One shot one kill what's the deal G-Unit!Here we go now!}
Aw nigga do you know who you with
It's Tony Yayo up in
Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We
happy
These MC's are happy with a G
But I'm gonna keep billing up P
'Til the government have to put a bullet
In my Boy Better Know tee
When are these
G-Unit Staturdays!
Go cop +TOS+ and "Blood In The Sand"
Game and you know what go cop!
50x50 book too! Man know what I'm 'bout that
Ha! DJ Whoo Kid!
Fat
G's up in this bitch be jammin
Niggas comin down pop trunks just slammin
Niggas hit the van on the candy and them blades
Niggas stayin on me cause
I just buried my best friend
It's fuck everything
It's fuck them G-Unit niggas whatever
You claim better bang
I feel no pain as I kill y'all
Cause if
You know me can't get caught without my chopper
Lil' weak wit fifty I'm itching to see I got cha
B.G. labeled as a bust back nigga
Can't let yo
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Bruder, sag ma' ehrlich, wer will keinen dicken Benz?
Veysel schreibt die Hooks besser als 50 Cent
Bruder, sag ma' ehrlich, wer will keinen dicken
[50 Cent]
G-Unit!
[Chorus: x2 50 Cent]
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want
Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I need
DJ Whoo Kid:Yea (?) Lloyd Banks 50 Cent G-Unit Here We Go you should be here wit me bitch, you should come and make me rich, girl you know girl you
saying?
R.I.P B.I.G, nigga R.I.P P.A.C, R.I.P
I got my nigga 50 Cent, yo, this is how it feel, how to rob a industry nigga
Don't take this shit 'cause we
the Unit
Girl what's it gon' take to have you close to me
Right by my side where you supposed to be
They start to notice you when they notice me
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
New York City (New York City)
You are now rackin' with 50 Cent
(with 50 Cent) are you ready?
(are you ready?
Gun cocks) I said are you ready?
(are
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