Lyrics:
places when you won't
G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit
Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am loco
Betta than so so the games in the choke hold
Dissin'
come out the gate
You get crushed the unit's in the building
Running with goons, lot of millions
So take heed, you see the stampede
Get crushed
I sayin'
[Noreaga - talking]
Lets keep it grimy! (get with that shit)
What y'all niggaz get man?
What y'all gets murder unit (murder unit)
Or burn unit (burn
So over you is the greatest enemy a
Man can have and that is
Fear i know some of you are
Afraid to listen to the truth
You have been raised on fear
live life lavish, and my chain is carats
The last flame on the train to Paris
Used to be lame, then I changed to maverick
So many clothes, can't name
got that paper to park that Buick
Got the aero dynamic Benz wagon
So carefully crafted
When I pulled on the block I just smashed it
Chorus
[Sparks
like a unit Salt n Pepper
Can I fit you and your best friend in a Tesla
200 on the dash baby no pressure
Here we go here go cause it's time for
Bipolar?" At another point, in "Burgundy, "
There's a voice-over that asks
"Why you so depressed and sad all
The time like a little bitch?"
How did your own
I'm back, nigga
I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit
Got A Nigga Drowsy, I'm Outty
Now Where Them Hoes At, Look I'm Tryin To Take You Home
So What'cha Got Ya Girlfriends, Bitch Bring 'Em On
Hoe I'm
like perfume
So take a whiff when I wrap a gift, play ya like a gospel
A logical apostle, colossal (whoooweee!)
Afro, a cut me like a fade
Nah only God fit to show me main road
I tack my believe with the rope
When I enter unit so kan ma hooo
I just want chop this irs pelu big Idme pls
Make
(Be the B chain, nigga) So I'ma be honest
(Lil' bitty bitch calm down) I don't know how to count bars
(Yeah, BreadWinner sweepstakes) I used
Got A Nigga Drowsy, I'm Outty
Now Where Them Hoes At, Look I'm Tryin To Take You Home
So What'cha Got Ya Girlfriends, Bitch Bring 'Em On
Hoe I'm
A N**** Drowsy, I'm Outty
Now Where Them Hoes At, Look I'm Tryin To Take You Home
So What'cha Got Ya Girlfriends, B**** Bring 'Em On
Hoe I'm Tryin
the type of games we gon play love
See we ain't moving like a unit cuz we both strayed love
And you showed me ill never fit in like a OJ glove
And don't
a theory of everything that makes due sense
But don't you know
Whether quantum or dynamic
In thought or by standard
That the moment you know something it
I like it when her clothes are too tight
Tops almost never fit right
Cause her shoulders too damn wide
Then she gotta smush her breasts inside
Just start nah see finale
30 me a carry couldn't fit inna the bag it
Affi tuck inna me waist thicker than me wallet
Plus additionally
Trigger work
Yeah! CAN'T FORGET
Haha! ALL THE MOISTURE OUT THERE!
Move ya head like a snake, man! SADA POP!
Yeah! G-UNIT RADIO! GGG-GGG- G-Unit! PART 2!
Uh huh!
huh
So much crying and too much yelling
The clerk had enough you could tell it
Call police and then they find the parents
They right there but they
animate mudras
Left hand just an extension of that which is Druid
Right hand got a firm grasp on this dynamic unit I'm using
Ain't much changed from now
Got A Nigga Drowsy, I'm Outty
Now Where Them Hoes At, Look I'm Tryin To Take You Home
So What'cha Got Ya Girlfriends, Bitch Bring 'Em On
Hoe I'm
Got A Nigga Drowsy, I'm Outty
Now Where Them Hoes At, Look I'm Tryin To Take You Home
So What'cha Got Ya Girlfriends, Bitch Bring 'Em On
Hoe I'm
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