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

I blast 50 Cent nigga what's up

Right now my life to fast to stop and pray
See every now and then I smile not today
In my hood let the choppers spray
Somebody probably got shot
I named 'em pop when niggas
You ain't me dawg

Only you left ya hood is on Monopoly boards
You as birds shittin' on the top of ya Fords
You will, die by the gun if you ain't ya sword
I got tattoos as 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
Just yesterday guns is blastin' red darts

Beef, you a 'cause when we come at yo ass
won't 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)

Even though I got the in the stores
I'm like a nigga that borrow
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 damn

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

I'm ghetto a patty ya egg roll
Yeah, they to stick me
They don't know the is wit' me
Snuck in wit and Brittney
You spend time at the mall
On New Years eve a body 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 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 nigga what's up
what'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 move I make
'Cause my Deez'll fiends do the up-town 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 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 we can start the clappin'

Look homie I'm down for day-time action
Keep thinkin' it's a game time in front of ya
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,

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

G-Unit nigga that's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
nigga 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 got fiens in the hood puffin' on that Magic Dragon
My guns under my pillow, I sleep my shoes on
Every single night me and my get our groove on

Don't get on
'Cause I shoot through bicepts your triceps
Then breeze through ya projects when the 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 my heart to them niggas that ran
And those niggas in the hood wanna see me famous
They rather see my moms make arrangements
I got rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks

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

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