Lyrics:
50 Cent Lloyd Banks!
Nobody get hurt if nobody don't move
Just give it up smooth (G-UNIT')
Motherfucker you move I'll flash my tool
And blast my
your back Yayo
Aight that's what's up nigga, it is what it is
From Long Beach niggas we in this, it is what it is
Yeah nigga
G-G, G-G, G, G-Unit
the rapper with clout other niggas yap about
You know the one that introduce New York to the beach cruiser
Got 'em puttin red and blue strings in they G-Units
All I wanna do is drink on the world
Layin' on the beach, takin' sips wit' my girl
Here they come tryna trouble me
I just giggle cause I know they don't
Zone three Aye!
We finna crunkin' bitch up (BME!)
Show y'all what some real gangstas is at
Some of y'all niggas just dunno (G-Unit!)
I'm
Ima about peace, about unity
Making units like I'm pushing p
New god flow like like Pusha-T
Flow too hot it's on antifreeze
Stay in my bag like it's
and stayin' on top
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin' cop
It's not in the paper, it's on the wall
National Guard
Smoke from all around
(Units, units
on top
And screamin' 1-8-7 on a motherfuckin' cop
It's not in the paper, it's on the wall
National Guard
Smoke from all around
(Units, units be
(Can't forget, Roger) how real is this?
How real is this?
G-unit radio (yeah)
America, welcome to the land of the brave (brave)
America,
All this anger in Long Beach
While I'm kicking up the concrete
No man, woman, or child can control the will of another's body
You're free as you
machine, filled it with hella green
Unit shining like I sprayed you with some oil sheen
DC, young flop? Now what the fuck you mean?
Young said he Seen It
giving you this exclusive aerial view right here
Right here this is off Hope Sound, at the northern end of Hope Sound
The aerial unit right now has just
All units, code four
Suspect's wearing a black leather jacket,
Black boots, carrying a nunchuck (with a possible gun)
Boom nigga! Right back
Grew up with no money I'm Young Money baby
Rollin with my Unit got like 50 with me
Bad Boy of my city I'm so Diddy with it
Bitches be Philly me
choice but to go into seclusion
Then you meet the people that went through the same shit as you did
Form a bond from the pain, it's a unit
Now I found
wet she could soak a beach towel
But meanwhile, (?) she thought it was a freestyle
Everybody wanna floss like a G now
What about me? Never had
on the beach and it's not shady
Your pussy not that good to be that crazy
She looked me in my eyes, said have my babies
Bitch, I don't want yo babies you too
house
The homicide unit coming to the house
My cousin murked a nigga and he just got out
I hang with all the killers and the robbers
I pour me up some
house
The homicide unit coming to the house
My cousin murked a nigga and he just got out
I hang with all the killers and the robbers
I pour me up some
and I mashed past Inglewood
I think I drove through every single hood
South Central, Compton and Watts
Long Beach, bust a you, here come the cops
only own fishbowls, but my rentals tinted
You know I'm used to movin' units like rental tenant
Real lieutenant, God's army
He like a doctor, he'll
Team full of animals, like I coach the heat
Four floor mansion, close to the beach
Six car garage, this how I'm supposed to eat
In Miami, rolling up
written on the paper it's on the wall
National guard!
Smoke from all around!
Units- Units be advised of an attempt 211 to arrest now at 938 Temple, 9-3-8
strangers come to beach at the end of days
Everything possible is building, building, building
A vision of an Tuatha
From the bed
Comes a singing army
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