[50 - Verse 1] Y'all niggas too much time watchin' flicks Who you wanna be? Montana n shit? you can start, right before his ass get hit So when I walk up you can see the shotgun 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 down to sell crack got a fiends home God bless the with a flawless flow Say gave a nigga the talent to push like a watch a hoe, I watch the grams go Watch the pussy grow, cash flow im a time bigger than Preme in his prime 100 in my account and Im still on the grind you aint in my clique, its hard to shine I mean talent like is so hard to find G-Unit!
Yayo - 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 gettin ass like a bathroom I went from Rikers Island, to shows at the Automatic startin' in the drop got your pussy fartin My album to drop in 7 days But I poke a rapper at the VMA's in a gram, PO's be my fans That's why I'm doin shows in Japan I got Gats from the future, see-through So when my leave the chamber I can see you run Nigga I flip my before I ran through it 'cause that money turn haters into barmen fluid My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10 Keepin in a cool place Uncle Ben
Mase - Verse 3] You know you messin' a nigga that do this for a livin' Put two in the while theres two in the kitchen Put guns in niggaz like "Who's u dissin'?" We give for they who u was missin, nigga You can have a gun at the chain, or one at the brain I have hoes of the church, hummin' ya name Even then I feel it's cheat my men Watch God leave the sky to come and my men I pop niggas in the chest they never breathe Route 20 in the see the streets again Whats a man tryna wake up who wake up? Back guards face straight up with of make up 'cause eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a I hear a mother "Please not my baby!" Quick as I see its you, will hit you, boy Your nobody so no one miss you Queens start to its too much to get through Leave a leakin' like an Indian ritual Who wanna run up on me they get known I blackout then snatch chrome clique jail in '91, made Im homesick Move Pow-Fu a Farrakhan atonement Raised in, in, let my ways spin Face wrapped up like a Saudi
Buck - Verse 4] A country nigga still lookin' for a New hoe to kill these niggas with this New York flow Say one nigga name you gon' go You in that so New York know 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, doin I was like "What Up?" and they was "Uh-Oh!" I just get cold, see my block been hot 50 give me the word, niggas have been pop Fuck a interview I get into you nigga Enough 'bout what you finna do nigga
[Prodigy - 5] at its best, this is rap at its finest You can see my verse, even if you the My raps is vivid, ya I hit it All ready, yeah that's this is spaghetti Head mob niggas, my gun bomb Go 'head and shoot, my pistol nuke I let off the whole Earth feel the effects I mix CD's and 'em like album shit Our albums, we treat 'em the president elections On our champagne livin' up dresses On the dance flo' the Hennessee it When you fuck G-Unit then you gon' fuckin' blow When you fuck with Mobb Deep, then some fuckin' hoes its a gang of us and we ready to go 'cause after the party after the party we get so We forget all the next day hun
- Verse 6] Get it don, AK-filled Get your mouth blown off like the hand feeds you Yeah motherfucker put the hammer in diesel G-Unit Game Over this is only a shittin' on theyself gotta rock in the huggy The coke in the pot rise to the top like Got chicks with a ass like Buffy, yes trust me fuck 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 beef is mine and mine is his See this serious, motherfuckin ask kids Niggas on the streets, scared to death to bid Sell anything that stay the bottles and cuffs, nigga butt
Danze - Verse 7] You about to witness an M.O.P out And for you niggas hatin' to the sounds of the Unit kiss my ass with your tongue out, nigga Fuck a warden I ring bells like a So all you take it easy like sunday mornin (Get 'em up!) Put 'em up, wrap ya or knuckle up Ground we never ran never will we fuck 'em up Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Wild gun style what the y'all think..
[Lloyd Banks - 8] Niggas aint got on me, everybody know that Niggas run up on a V, everybody gon' And if he aint what he say, n everybody gon Just rat, and catch your little body all Matter'fact, I hang out with no lobby for rats (Nah) The gun me back off Bacardi and Yack Im in the club the snub, this the part of the track A stray from the K take a part of ya hat Im gettin cake like you wouldnt but im accepted By mainstream America and in the piece Now wanna talk all greasy (why) Like they aint used to open up for me in New on tv (Ya know) all chatter, and walk off Eazy A milly will make your body looker all measly Ya bitch spotted me on the and Im low-low Damn near a monolo for a photo I aint ridin' around with a Dodo a No-No Momma taught me than that you go to go home Look at me now, a of poverty I cant the way I gotta decide a me The 'hoods fulla hurt but was a robbery owe me an apologee, Im probably A sixteen from the lottery My niggas keep guns, thats one of the I gotta be Im wrapped up in a dome shit, nigga 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 'round there and they dont check us All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, just waitin' in the wind for niggas to and get 'em On my next album, Im'a have some fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all around so forget 'em They Envy, I got the 'hood in a frenzy And I move smooth the wooden Benzy Blend in, niggas will ya for a pen Baby need food, baby momma fin You me, New York cap on whip that I got off a rap song Im the fan with the strap on Teflon n a wife n black on Its on!
[50 talking..] Wassup? the kid 50 Cent man Its down, ya heard me? Niggas got me mad, ya talk, ya niggas got me all up.. Im finna kill few of you fuckers man.. what Im sayin'? Watch ya niggas say somethin' smart out ya mouth, boy You better stop usin' ya mouth, before I help you NOT be to use ya mouth Mother fucker!