Lyrics:
of uncertainty
Feeling safe on the street, however absurd it seems
The mother and baby unit, where she had disturbing dreams
Was a place she didn't feel was
and baby unit, where she had disturbing dreams
Was a place she didn't feel was safe and had to leave
Would only be a matter of time before she had police,
spent it on blunt wraps
(Banks)
Word to my mother nigga 50 fuckin Cent nigga
G-Unit nigga
We about to gorrilla this industry man
y'all niggas
There's a light at the end of the doorway baby
Don't go in, unless you're looking to sin
Because they fill you up with sex and they take but never
mother winds and clouds
Mother screaming baby girl you made me proud
Mother loud
Mother ceremony
Mother libations
Mother sensation
Mother Haitian
Mother
straight up with
Kinds of make up
'cause eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a 3-80
I hear a mother scream
"Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see it's you
Bullets
Yea yealloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
Niggas salute me uh huh
We takin over this shit yo
G Unit!
G Unit soldiers ride out
Whatcha say whatcha say? G Unit
guys
Told my baby sister "pray
When your brother fly"
And any other nigga tryna make my mother cry
You will get a grave for
That shit Joe Budden tried
words we spoke that
Day have forever gone away
Then it's love we talk about
To the world outside we say
"10-4 over and out"
Hello this is Unit 2 callin'
Yea
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo
Yea
Niggas salute me
Uh huh
We takin over this shit
(50 Cent)
Yo
G Unit
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
you need, straight dick baby, not no love, ayy
I gave the bitch a mug, the bitch tried to give me a hug, ayy
I got G-Unit and I got Mobb Deep, money
when she grows up?
Aha, yeah, come on (the evil genius)
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
Hailie (what?)
Come here, baby, bring daddy his Oscar (okay)
We're gonna
Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome
Som' for the hood, ya know, yeah
Nuttin' crazy, little som' som'
Yeah, 50 Cent, G-Unit Radio
I sit and twist the lye just to get high
Niggas is
baby (bad mother)
(Bad mother)
Bad
(Bad mother)
(Bad mother)
That's bad
She's the reason I rock, the reason I roll
I make my livin' on this
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
Aii ye yee
Shell dun
Gbra nation
Too much chemical inna we food and we drinks so mi scared now
Di girl just born a fresh baby but she cyan tell
Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome
Girl, oh girl (girl)
Girl, oh girl
Ooh baby baby ooh baby (oh)
Ooh baby baby ooh baby (oh)
Could you be (like he said you're a sexy mother
Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome
a life, you need to hang it up
Dreams, click clack
Man down with that chrome Uz'
On his back like "nigga don't move"
Word to mother, we don't lose
Talk
first Nina, nigga, ain't no turnin' back (yeah)
Units in the 'partment got it smellin' like the pack (yeah)
Four and a baby, shit, I might just need
though he movin' unit's and
Was big in the south
And had bought a couple unit's then
Had flipped to her house
Him and her were on the outs
Once he heard
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills,
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