Lyrics:
G-Unit in the house what, nigga, what?
G-Unit in the house what, what, what?
G-Unit in the house what, nigga, what?
G-G-G-Unit g-Unit in the house
G-Unit in the motherfuckin' house! I
Said I do this shit, right?
And you gon' like this, right?
G-Unit in the house!
G-Unit in the house!
G-Unit
Hearing this box, exploring the sound,
heart on the filthy, on the filthy ground
Where thousand of thoughts, where raising sands falls
We've been
Stellar port squadrons
Supervising units
Engaged in space craft
The coordination center
Monitors all activity
The aggressor forces
Defense artillery
and me
Is New Jerusalem
It's a machine
Off-the-shelf
Out-of-the-box
Central processing unit
Off-the-shelf
Out-of-the-box
Central processing unit
And I Pop My Shit
Young Buck:
But I Ain't Gonna Change
D-Tay:
I Don't Play That Shit
Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
Young Buck:
These Niggas Want
Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit
50 Cent, nigga (Uh, huh) , Tony Yayo (yeah)
Whoo Kid (Is this what you want?)
Yeah, and you don't stop
I do a one-eight-seven
shoes, daddy need Pirellis to look mean on 22's
Stash box, Xbox, laptop, fax machine, phone
Bulletproof this bitch and I'm gone
2003 Suburban swerving,
Destruction attraction a distraction obstruction
Clearance
Luggage
Sand dunes in the pockets of streets
Lamp post office post box post .. post
After.
Welcome to the Box
Welcome Everybody to the wild wild west
No rest for the units that get put to the test
Chicken vest, on my chest, and I'm dressed
n**** 'less he paid
Tall with waves
No Zales, no Kay's
Don't buy me no cluster
Booked like author but I can't do a buster
Baby I'm Muffy slaying like
of articulate speeches
So I'm gon' sell like the box office features
Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT!
But deep in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
Cause we
and they all for sale
G stand for gangster
Unit stand for you niggaz in trouble
Better lock and load on the double
G unit!
Fresh out the box 40 Cali Glock,
like the box office features
Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT!
But deep in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT!
Cause we got them three b's: benzes,
and they all for sale
G stand for gangster
Unit stand for you niggaz in trouble
Better lock and load on the double
G unit!
Fresh out the box 40 Cali Glock,
disgusted
Clusters, droop off the left wrist
I think I got a death wish
Sitting back, suicidal thoughts of doing it, hitting the switch
All of my niggas
A bowl of milk almost killed you, ah, you almost drowned in pops
I brought another box, I'ma keep it real with you
And I'ma murder you if ya bitch-ass get
and Flavor Unit in effect
It's Queen Latifah with the RE posse
Flavor Unit sound
Broken down by the Boogie Down (Productions)
Slip and slide to a Sly & Robbie
I make yo Bitch cough like a sick dog
Bei euch ist immer die selbe Laier
Jeder hat 'nen Rücken, aber niemand Eier
Nothing but G's in my Unit, Kleiner
know I can die any day I ain't ignorant
But I ain't goin' I gotta be vigilant
Put my trust in my soldiers we gotta be militant
We move as a unit that's
Medieval prehistoric rhetoric, well, we ahead of that
Lay it down with sound waves that pound pavement
Original minstrels my central processing unit
Is in
G-Unit numbers
Even rich niggas slip in the slumber
Shit happens but believe I'm back blastin a number
This is not a life that we in, this is hell
stand for GANGSTER
UNIT stand for U Niggaz in trouble
better lock and load on the double
G Unit!!
[Verse Two]
Fresh out the box 40 cali glock, calico 20
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