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[50 - Verse 1]
Y'all niggas spend too much time flicks
Who you wanna be? Tony Montana n
Well you can start, right his ass get hit
So when I up you can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari roof go down, Lam go up
I got big boy toys, you gon' grow up?
Nigga knack pattywack, give a dog a bone
Im still down to sell got a fiends home
God bless the child a flawless flow
Say gave a nigga the talent to blow
like a pimp watch a hoe, I watch the go
the pussy grow, straight cash flow
im a time bigger than Preme in his prime
100 mill in my account and Im still on the
When you in my clique, its hard to shine
I mean talent like is so hard to find
G-Unit!

[Tony - Verse 2]
I don't dream now i'm livin, Im out to get it
My an AK can hit it
Im a rap tycoon, I was fly in the
So Im ass like a public bathroom
I went from Island, to shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got your bitch fartin
My album to drop in 7 days
But I still a rapper at the VMA's
Kilo's in a gram, PO's be my
That's why I'm overseas doin in Japan
I got Gats from the future, guns
So my bullets leave the chamber I can see you run
Nigga I flip my advance before I ran it
'cause that money turn haters into that barmen
My be a 8, from a 1 to 10
Keepin in a cool from Uncle Ben

[Muder - Verse 3]
You know you messin' with a nigga do this for a livin'
Put two in the street while two in the kitchen
Put guns in niggaz mouth "Who's u dissin'?"
We for they knew who u was missin, nigga
You can either have a gun at the chain, or one at the
I have hoes of the church, hummin' ya name
Even I feel it's like cheat my men
Watch God leave the sky to and greet my men
I pop niggas in the chest never breathe again
Route 20 in the see the streets again
Whats a man wake up who cant wake up?
Back guards face straight up kinds of make up
'cause eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a
I hear a mother "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, bullets hit you, boy
Your so no one will miss you
Queens to kickin' its too much to get through
Leave a leakin' like an Indian ritual
Who run up on me they get known quick
I blackout then snatch your clique
jail in '91, made Im homesick
Move like a Farrakhan atonement
Raised in, in, let my ways spin
wrapped up like a Saudi Arabian

[Young Buck - 4]
A country nigga still for a New York hoe
About to kill niggas with this New York flow
Say one nigga homie you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York
I use to listen to I've never listened to Joe
I couldnt tell ya how now one of his go
Seen Styles and Sheek out, promo
I was "What Up?" and they was like "Uh-Oh!"
I aint get cold, see my block been hot
50 give me the word, niggas would been pop
Fuck a interview I get into you nigga
Enough 'bout what you finna do nigga

[Prodigy - 5]
Murder at its best, this is rap at its
You can see my verse, if you the blindest
My raps is vivid, ya I hit it
All ready, yeah right this is spaghetti
mob niggas, my gun bomb niggas
Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke
When I let off the Earth feel the effects
I mix CD's and treat 'em like album
Our albums, we 'em like the president elections
On our champagne campaign livin' up
On the dance the Hennessee it flow
When you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' blow
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then bring some hoes
its a gang of us and we ready to go
'cause after the after the party we get so drunk
We forget all about the day hun

[Havoc - 6]
Get it teflon don,
Get mouth blown off like the hand that feeds you
Yeah motherfucker put the hammer in diesel
G-Unit Game this is only a preview
Niggas shittin' on theyself rock in the huggy
The coke in the pot rise to the top dougy
Got chicks with a ass like Buffy, yes trust me
Plays me, kick 'em out when they try to get touchy
QB/Southside, if you wanted to
Man your man is hot, you dont get next to
Like 50's is mine and mine is his
See this serious, ask them kids
wild on the streets, scared to death to bid
Sell that stay from the bottles and cuffs, nigga butt

[Billy Danze - 7]
You about to an M.O.P thug out
And for you hatin' listen to the sounds of the Unit kiss my ass with your tongue out, nigga
Fuck a warden I bells like a doorman
So all you motherfuckers take it easy like sunday (Get 'em up!)
Put 'em up, wrap ya or knuckle up
Ground zero we never ran never will we 'em up
Dude you gonna get ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks
gun style what the fuck y'all think..

[Lloyd - Verse 8]
Niggas aint got nuttin' on me, know that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody clap
And if he aint he say, n everybody gon rats
Just rat, and catch your little all rats
Matter'fact, I dont hang out no lobby for rats (Nah)
The gun swallow me back off Bacardi and
Im in the club with the snub, this the part of the
A stray the K will take a part of ya hat
Im gettin cake like you wouldnt believe but im
By America and good in the piece
Now niggaz talk all greasy (why)
Like they used to open up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and walk off
A milly make your body looker look all measly
Ya bitch me on the dolo and Im low-low
Damn broke a monolo for a photo
I ridin' around with a Dodo that's a No-No
Momma taught me better than you go to go home
Look at me now, a of poverty
I cant watch the way I gotta a me
The 'hoods fulla hurt but that was a
owe me an apologee, Im probably
A sixteen from the lottery
My niggas guns, thats one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a dome shit, cause got all kinds of beef they want ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' my weapon, cause they dont check 'em up
I know niggas from 'round there and they check us
All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, waitin' in the wind for niggas to come and get 'em
On my next album, Im'a have fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all around so everybody forget 'em
Envy, cause I got the 'hood in a frenzy
And I move with the wooden Benzy
Blend in, will body ya for a pen
need food, baby momma need fin
You me, New York cap on
whip that I got off a rap song
Im the fan with the illegal on
n a wife beater n black on
Its on!

[50 talking..]
this the kid 50 Cent man
Its going down, ya me?
got me mad, ya talk, ya niggas got me all fucked up..
Im kill few of you mother fuckers man..
Know what Im sayin'? Watch ya niggas say smart out ya mouth, boy
You better stop usin' ya mouth, before I you NOT be able to use ya mouth Mother fucker!