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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 what's up

nigga that's what'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 life movin' to to stop and pray
See every now and then I smile not today
In my hood let the choppers spray
Somebody probably got today
I 'em pop when niggas surfboard
You stoppin' me dawg

Only time you left ya is on Monopoly boards
You grimey as shittin' on the top of ya Fords
You will, die by the gun if you ain't ya sword
I got as well as lead marks
To me fucking is kinda like racin' and I get a head start
My opinion of a sweet is a dead NARC
Just yesterday guns is blastin' with red

Beef, you a target 'cause when we at yo ass
Aladdin won't be the one the carpet
Man, you play wit' a ringer
I ain't a people's
I'll my next door neighbor the finger
(Fuck you)

Even I got the shit in the stores
I'm a nigga that borrow clothes
Bitch, I'm tryin' to get in ya
Man, I'll dump a whole clip in ya braids
Pussies love Nelly, he made it look cool to band aids
I'm blowin' on damn

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

I'm ghetto like a patty ya egg
Yeah, they feinin' to 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 body around
The same as the ball
(Yeah)

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

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

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

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

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

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

homie I'm down for that day-time action
Keep thinkin' a game time in front of ya home
Get the drop on that ass and shadder ya bones
(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
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up

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

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

I got this bad mommy, her a sperm bank
Since Yayo be a man
I donate my to them niggas that ran
And those niggas in the hood wanna see me famous
They rather see my moms make arrangements
I got enough rhymes, to fill 6

I spittin' that shit ever since coke crushed
You can me on your T.V. and radio at the same time
I ever say the same rhyme, it's Tony 2 times
of my wraith, I'm gone school you niggas, prepare for class
Yo I peep where your puns at, peep where you that
Money you tryin' to stack I it on blunt wraps

Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin' nigga, G-Unit nigga
We about to this industry man
Y'all better know, y'all niggas better fear us nigga
Word to my nigga, fuck y'all niggas wanna do
1 2 4 nigga G-Unit, 50 Cent, Yayo
Lloyd Banks