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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 nigga that's up

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

I blast 50 Cent that's what's up

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

Only time you left ya 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 well as marks
To me fucking is kinda like racin' and I always get a head
My of a sweet dream is a dead NARC
Just yesterday is blastin' with red darts

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

Even though I got the shit in the
I'm like a that borrow clothes
Bitch, I'm tryin' to get in ya
Man, I'll a whole clip in ya mans braids
Pussies love Nelly, he made it look cool to band 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
Banks 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 I'm shootin' the free throw
Still get the green from P-dro, known as Pedro

I'm like a patty ya egg roll
Yeah, feinin' to stick me
They don't the meanings is wit' me
Snuck in wit and Brittney
You only time at the mall
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 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
G-Unit that's what's up
what's up

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

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

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

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

G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit that's what's up
G-Unit nigga that'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 under my pillow, I sleep my shoes on
single night me and my mack get our groove on

Don't get on
'Cause I shoot through your bicepts triceps
Then breeze through ya projects when the coke back
It's the China White and the D don't 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 be a fearless man
I donate my heart to them that ran
And those niggas in the hood wanna see me famous
rather see my moms make funeral arrangements
I got enough rhymes, to 6 notebooks

I been spittin' shit ever since coke crushed
You can hear me on 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 school you niggas, prepare for class
Yo I peep where your at, peep where you pumped that
Money you to stack I spent it on blunt wraps

Word to my nigga 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 nigga