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between my ears
Me, I got a six figure unit that's never been kissed.
Down on all fours 
Cause we gonna, we gonna 
We gonna, we gonna clockout 

Take

Stand Up

Wiz Khalifa

Show and Prove

2007

but my piss clean, I'm high maintenance
You niggas are weak, sweet like one of them now-and-laters
The canon blast your candy ass if you try and hate

I need a low maintenance love
One that's gonna last
With low down easy payments
Built for comfort not too fast

Fully loaded and automatic

Why can't I just cancel emotions again
Just like a machine
Zero feelings or pain
Only maintenance until an end
Time after time
I fall apart
Easily

delivery flows
I'm old school like Vaults
Hundred Thousand unit's sold independantly we
Call it Ghetto Gold
I'm allergic to suckas achoo like
I got a cold

maintenance unit

Never lets me down
Got diamonds on her stockings
No she wears me out
Doctor says it's the worst case

He's ever seen is that right sir

Misery

Tech N9ne

Misery Loves Kompany

2007

niggerous, carnivorous delivery
Come with me, it'll be bitches and thizzery
Fuck with me
And believe that we niggas will put you out of your misery

If

Building maintenance toy division 
On and on we go 
This is all we know

We live Merry Christmas all year round 
Hear us as we sing this joyful sound
We all

by delivery
Business with Radioactivity
Referred as a Hazmat unit

In about two months, his block will go
A major transformation
From an old condo

Hit Em Wit da Heat

Rampage

The Imperial Album

1998

the days
Rockin' shell-toed Addidas with rags for my waves
Flipmode be the unit now I'm playin' for the Braves
I'm hardcore nigga that's straight from

Supply your units
With a fire from above
You've been painted, darling
A woman waiting at your home

Get down on your knees
Put your hands up for free

minds are mutual
We congruent, lay on the corner with the trauma unit
I'm from the lab where the bomb's distributed
So never try to duplicate the skills

G'Z Up

G-Unit

G Unit Radio, Pt. 7: King of New York

2007

[Chorus x2]
G'Z UP!, to every hood and every crew
You (you), supposed to have ya gun 'round you
N-I (and I), claim G-Unit till die
Got it down

You’re not allowed to fuck your dog
It’s political correctness gone mad

Blackboard – now it’s called a chalk board
Manhole – Maintenance hole
Christmas –

Crips in the club, dirt gang (dirt mob)
I'm from the mob
How could I slip if I stay with a mop? (With a mop)
Bring the beat to your house like delivery

just need the most mileage
Truckuz truckin', deliveries bring delivud
Busses're buzzin', s'why Dey bussin'
Driving next to em' feels like yo days are

The Legend of Barry Kable

30 Odd Foot of Grunts

Texas

1998

the stars came out in his own head

Now he waits at the post office for delivery
walks down to the Talbot, just in time for tea
At least at the hostel,

TBack yeahhh
Peer pressure doesn't get to me, my niggas like a unit
Poppin pills smoking tree, don't sell drugs but we abuse it
I'm really wit the shits,

of Italy
Pull it off the lot take delivery

I just wanna sale another car
I just wanna sale another whip
I just wanna move another unit
I just wanna get all

jeans
New pussy, new money, New Orleans
50 up in that uzi, G-G-G-G-Unit
I murk you with that bitch, scratch
The serial number, re-use it, uh
I’m from

seein' Steve Uriel with a diva
Or watchin' a race where a turtle beat a cheetah.
Y'all hate for the worst 'cause my delivery's sorta like mail

don't want this king standing as I'm pushing for my city
Royal Male, you know these hooks are with delivery
On a wave, it's a session and it's music
Bro

body he going through maintenance
We get em in get em out, we not aging
If the plan don't go right turn left I adapt
Keep the knife or the blade

What you know about sleeping from house to house
Ya’ people tired of you sleepin on they couch?

You just goin the unit man 
Fresh out the joint
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