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

I blast 50 Cent nigga what's up

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

Only time you left ya hood is on boards
You grimey as birds shittin' on the top of ya
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 of a sweet dream is a dead NARC
Just yesterday guns is with red darts

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

though I got the shit in the stores
I'm like a nigga that borrow
Bitch, I'm to get in ya draws
Man, I'll dump a whole clip in ya mans
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 and I can't wait
If you up on thangs
Lloyd is the name, G-Units the game
Now I know to low when the heat blow
I'll have niggas post up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free
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 eve a body 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 that's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
nigga that's what's up

G-Unit nigga what's up
nigga that's what's up
G-Unit 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 every move I make
'Cause my make fiends do the up-town shake

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

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

Look homie I'm down for day-time action
thinkin' it's a game 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 nigga that'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
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 puffin' on that Dragon
My guns my pillow, I sleep wit' my shoes on
single night me and my mack get our groove on

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

I got bad mommy, her mouth's a sperm bank
Since be a fearless 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 rhymes, to fill 6 notebooks

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

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