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

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

I blast 50 Cent nigga that'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
Somebody got shot today
I named 'em pop niggas surfboard
You stoppin' 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 droppin' ya
I got as well as lead marks
To me fucking is kinda like racin' and I always get a head
My opinion of a dream is a dead NARC
Just yesterday is blastin' with red darts

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

Even I got the shit in the stores
I'm like a nigga that clothes
Bitch, I'm to get in ya draws
Man, I'll a whole clip in ya mans braids
Pussies love Nelly, he made it look cool to wear aids
I'm on damn haze

All of a sudden I'm gased, 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 keep low when the heat
I'll have niggas up on ya block like I'm shootin' the free throw
Still get the green P-dro, better known as Pedro

I'm like a patty ya egg roll
Yeah, they feinin' to me
They don't the meanings is wit' me
Snuck in wit and Brittney
You only spend at the mall
On New Years eve a drops 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 nigga what's up
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
G-Unit nigga that's up
what's up

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

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

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

homie I'm down for that day-time action
Keep thinkin' it's a game 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 what's up
G-Unit nigga what's up
nigga that's what's up

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

Listen boy, be the real McCoy
When hoes see the new toy, jump for joy
And even though the kid
I still got fiens in the hood puffin' on that Magic
My guns under my pillow, I sleep wit' my on
single night me and my mack 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 donate my to them niggas that ran
And those niggas in the hood don't wanna see me
They rather see my moms make arrangements
I got enough rhymes, to fill 6

I been spittin' that shit ever coke crushed
You can me on your T.V. and radio at the same time
I never ever say the same rhyme, it's 2 times
Beware of my wraith, I'm gone 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

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