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 that's up G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit that's what's up G-Unit nigga what's up nigga that's what's up
I 50 Cent nigga that's what's up
Right now my life movin' to to stop and pray See every now and I smile just not today In my hood let the choppers spray Somebody probably got today I 'em pop when niggas surfboard You ain't 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 droppin' ya I got as well as lead marks 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 when we come at yo ass Aladdin be the only one the carpet Man, you wanna wit' a ringer I a people's person I'll give my next door the finger (Fuck you)
though I got the shit in the stores I'm like a nigga borrow clothes Bitch, I'm to get in ya draws Man, I'll dump a whole clip in ya mans Pussies love Nelly, he it look cool to wear band aids I'm on damn haze
All of a I'm gased, 'cause 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 know to low when the heat blow have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free throw Still get the green from P-dro, known as Pedro
I'm ghetto like a ya egg roll Yeah, they feinin' to me They don't know the meanings is me Snuck in wit and Brittney You only time at the mall On New Years eve a body around The time as the ball (Yeah)
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G-Unit nigga what's up G-Unit that's what'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
Keep thinkin' I'm candy ain't nuttin' sweet me Nigaas talkin' in the 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' keys than your fuckin' janitor say, "God bless the child that could hold his own" You pay cops to hold you down, I just hold the
Every breath I take, every 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 start the
Look homie I'm down for that day-time Keep thinkin' it's a time in front of ya home Get the drop on that ass and shot shadder ya (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 that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that's up nigga that's what's up G-Unit that's what's up
boy, Tony be the real McCoy When see the new toy, they jump for joy And even though the kid I still got fiens in the hood on that Magic Dragon My guns my pillow, I sleep wit' my shoes on Every single night me and my mack get our on
get moved on 'Cause I shoot through your your triceps Then breeze through ya projects when the coke come It's the White and the D don't sweat us in a bag a rice Let's O T and burn the tape
I got this bad mommy, her mouth's a bank Since Yayo be a man I donate my to them niggas that ran And those niggas in the hood don't see me famous rather see my moms make funeral arrangements I got enough rhymes, to 6 notebooks
I been spittin' that shit ever since crushed You can hear me on your T.V. and radio at the time I never ever say the same rhyme, Tony 2 times Beware of my wraith, I'm school you niggas, prepare for class Yo I peep where puns at, peep where you pumped that you tryin' to stack I spent it on blunt wraps
Word to my mother nigga 50 Cent nigga, G-Unit nigga We about to gorilla this man Y'all niggas better know, niggas better fear us nigga Word to my mother nigga, y'all niggas wanna do 1 2 4 G-Unit, 50 Cent, Tony Yayo Banks nigga