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G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

nigga that's what's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
G-Unit that's what's up

G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit that's what's up
nigga that's what's up

I blast 50 nigga that's what's up

Right now my movin' to fast to stop and pray
See every now and then I smile just not
In my they let the choppers spray
probably got shot today
I named 'em pop when niggas
You stoppin' me dawg

Only you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as birds shittin' on the top of ya
You will, die by the gun if you droppin' ya sword
I got tattoos as well as lead
To me fucking is kinda like racin' and I get a head start
My opinion of a dream is a dead NARC
yesterday guns is blastin' with red darts

Beef, you a target 'cause when we at yo ass
won't be the only one the carpet
Man, you wanna play wit' a
I ain't a person
I'll give my next door the finger
(Fuck you)

Even though I got the shit in the
I'm like a nigga borrow clothes
Bitch, I'm tryin' to get in ya
Man, I'll dump a clip in ya mans braids
Pussies love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear aids
I'm blowin' on haze

All of a sudden I'm gased, I'm on the radio and I can't wait
If you ain't up on
Lloyd Banks is the name, G-Units the
Now I to keep low when the heat blow
I'll have niggas up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free throw
Still get the from P-dro, better known as Pedro

I'm like a patty ya egg roll
Yeah, feinin' to stick me
They don't know the meanings is me
Snuck in wit and Brittney
You only spend time at the
On New Years eve a drops around
The time as the ball
(Yeah)

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit nigga what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
nigga that's what's up
That's up

thinkin' I'm candy ain't nuttin' sweet about me
Nigaas in the pens and in the street about me
Some jake, to watch every move I make
my Deez'll make fiends do the up-town shake

I'm a pro, far a amateur
Holdin' more keys than your fuckin'
They say, "God bless the child that could his own"
You pay cops to you down, I just hold the chrome

breath I take, every step I take, every move I make
I got a on my hip
You ain't gotta or love me but you gone respect me
You need a and 2 clips to try and check me
12 in the afternoon we can the clappin'

homie I'm down for that day-time action
Keep thinkin' it's a time in front of ya home
Get the on that ass and shot shadder ya bones
(Yeah)

G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,
G-Unit, G-Unit,

G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit nigga what's up

G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
G-Unit that's what's up

Listen boy, Tony be the McCoy
When hoes see the new toy, they for joy
And though the kid rappin'
I still got in the hood puffin' on that Magic Dragon
My guns under my pillow, I sleep my shoes on
Every night me and my mack get our groove on

get moved on
'Cause I shoot through your bicepts triceps
Then breeze through ya projects the coke come back
the China White and the D don't sweat us in a bag a rice
Let's ride O T and burn the

I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm
Since Yayo be a man
I donate my to them niggas that ran
And those in the hood don't wanna see me famous
They see my moms make funeral arrangements
I got enough rhymes, to 6 notebooks

I been spittin' that ever since coke crushed
You can me on your T.V. and radio at the same time
I never ever say the same rhyme, Tony 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas, prepare for
Yo I peep where your puns at, peep you pumped that
Money you tryin' to stack I spent it on wraps

to my mother nigga 50 fuckin' Cent nigga, G-Unit nigga
We about to gorilla industry man
niggas better know, y'all niggas better fear us nigga
Word to my mother nigga, y'all niggas wanna do
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Lloyd Banks