Lyrics:
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT, I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT, I started my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT
It's
[Supafly]
Doggy struck a match and the match went out
G-Unit, is in the motherfuckin house
[Snoop Dogg - *echoes*]
Oh shit! (DPG) Yeah, haha
[Supafly]
Doggy struck a match and the match went out
G-Unit, is in the motherfuckin house
[Snoop Dogg - *echoes*]
Oh shit! (DPG) Yeah, haha
and lame, etcetera
And I don't want one ho nigga, I wanna a plethora
Twenty bricks in the regal
Pullin' up at the ridge, extended heater
Death threat, I
death
Is you in it for living or is it in you with depth
Throw your hands up
If you missing the lead
Throw your hands up
As I aim for your head
Throw
on your strip, that's that G shit
G-G-G Unit
You got your bitch movin' bricks, that's that G shit
G-G-G Unit
You takin' out of town trips, that's that G
[Supafly]
Doggy struck a match and the match went out
G-Unit, is in the motherfuckin house
[Snoop Dogg - *echoes*]
Oh shit! (DPG) Yeah, haha
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
are, uh
To stay towards the uh, back of the unit
But, let me see if I can
Bring us a little closer
So you can see exactly what's going on
What'd I
understand
You screamin' your gun jam
You run when the shots fire
You scared the fuck to death
Of that hollowtip diet
Intensive Care Unit after niggas
Get
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
Grrr, arff arff
Over and over I done told ya boy
I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier boy
And when you gon' get it in your brain?
The gate's wide
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
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:]
50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
Game gggggggg Unit!
See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South
50 Cent man ya'll niggas ya'll
Know what I'm
[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
writtens
Too many death 2020 I miss'em ya aye
Call you a bitch cuz I know that you mad
Extended clip light him up like a fag
Chain mail tie you up cuz bad
As I open my eyes, my dreams fade to reality
Sleepwalking to my salary, my death is right in back of me
I lack the faculties to truly confess, that
you hip hop niggas
Everybody goal is to get Doc figures
Took Aftermath to a whole 'nother level
And buried the remains of Death
Row with a shovel
Made
Wretched complex
Gallery of horror
Twisted acts conducted
Experiments in death
Human rights
Have been denied
Without mercy
Without remorse
future at all
Don't sweat it, that's where I am, whoa, carry me down, down, down, down
By that night, news of Palmer's death had traveled back
and I bring it home
We hunt in packs so I never ever eat alone
Ain't scared of death
Cause we know that
That's our ticket home
As a youngin thought I'd
Fuck what you thought fuck what you heard fuck what you seen
We stick and move no 'pologize the fuck you mean
Cooperate or have the units
I walk through the valley of the shadows of death
I fear no Evil
Oh, valley of deep darkness
Oh, young lust
Oh, charm
Oh, return to the past
There
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