Lyrics:
homey got shit locked
Public Enemy #1, Flavor Flav with a wristwatch
All black G-Units, all black Impala
I'm a schitzo, three-wheelin the six-fo'
50 Cent
[50 Cent]
[50 Cent]
Yeah Buck.. lets take it down south so they know whats going down there
Cashville, Tenekee!
Haha..
Get'em Buck!
[G-Unit ~
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
by the pump, is that what you want?
Be easy nigga, I'll lay your ass out
Believe me nigga, that's what I'm about
Gangsta, you could find a nigga
the cut
Hugged up wit yo bitch, nigga I don't give a shit
You better check that ho, that's what wreckin G
Now step your game down, cause ain't no checkin
50 cent, uh llod banks, uh
Young Buck, uh game Nigga' G-Unit
Haha it's easy man, it's easy man
Ay yo I switch my hustle
No more dice games dillemas
bail
I hope everybody on G-Unit go to hell
With Eminem, Obie, Stat Quo and D-12
So what I was on Change of Heart?
So what I was a stripper?
So what I
nigga you not ready for me
(no)
It's G-Unit and we bout to get this fuckin' hoe
[50 cent]
Yea nigga I'm the first one up
I heard you been talking mad
ain't feeling 'em
Walking in my big blue chucks
Cause I'm killing 'em
Hey what up 'cause, it's 50 cent
What's happening nigga?
Ever since the moment I
a vest on that Teflon
Like a don should i'm rollin' sticky green
Every nigga with me clean
Strapped the fuck up know what I mean?
This is 50 Cent, Banks
parking spot
Well boy, you got me fucked up
I got Yayo and I got sug's named Lloyd
I got the whole G-Unit and I got Young Buck
Got a fifty shot Glock
I make a move
I make a move
I make it hot up in here, look around see what we got up in here
Bring 'em in (kick 'em out)
Bring 'em in (kick 'em
50 Cent uh lloyd Banks uh (yeah)
Young Buck uh (uhu) game nigga, G-Unit
It's easy man it's easy man
Ayo, I switch my hustle, no more dice games
that money man (yeah)
Let's get that money man
Let's get that money man (yeah)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit!
50 Cent uhh, Greg Street, ATL to Dallas
You heard me?
two G's
These niggas rapping now stupid
Bragging, they ain't never sold a unit (One unit!)
Acting like you will never do it
Don't wind up
[50 Cent]
G-Unit, they ain't ready
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I don't know what you been thinkin', don't know what you been drinkin'
But you get outta
(Cuz, You can't Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
G-UNIT!!!
Somebody Tell Me What This World Comin' To
Why
"Sak pase? N'ap boule" and rob niggas
The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, what's up with that?
See my flick next to Preme, Papi and Cat
chrome
Fucking hoes over fifty four my name here weight you barely no
You on that are Kelly shit your bitch is barely grown
[Chorus]
G-unit
Yeah
G-unit
[Intro]
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before
I've been
got 50 Cent I got G-Uni we up in this bitch
With Obie Trice
So watch what you say 'fore you call our names you say one more thing
It won't be nice
Here
nothing to it i can smell hater
You know what this is g-g-g-g-g, g-g-g-g-g
G-Unit this is therapy for me man
I just gotta focus on my art i’m an artist
You
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah, yeah, yeah nigga!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. shit (what up? real talk of New York nigga)
I mean that G-Unit shit
dope
Tossed and turned in my sleep that night
Woke up the next mornin, niggas had stole my bike
Different day, same shit, ain't nothin' good in
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