Lyrics:
and the music
Outta sight, outta mind unless these units moving
So every time she call my line you know I gotta do it
She communtin'
She done fuckin' wit these
around the same time as the ball (yea)
(Chorus- Banks)
G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat)
(50 Cent-between Banks)
Take it personal
T-t-take it personal
T-take it personal
T-t-take it personal
T-take it personal
Take it personal
I never thought that you
unit
I gat Gs in my unit
Like 50 in my unit
We keeping it 100
I know that
You can feel it
If my pocket go dry
I go hard and i fill it
Our time is close
I
ecstasy),
Personal (And the way you're touching me, I want it baby all the time),
Personal,
Personal with you.
Oh, I want to,
Make love to you.
So
It was so direct
It's in my head, feeling sad
What we once had is dead
Trying to decide, what's there left
Personal
Personal
Personal
Personal
Call the K-9 unit
You can't stop me no
Call the K-9 unit
You can't stop me whoa
Call the K-9 unit
I'm about to blow
And ima steal the whole show
Call
That's what I'm tellin' you (wild out)
And I'ma let you be the doll
Let you fuck the dog, I'm very loyal, yeah (be the doll)
It's nothin' personal
They sleeping, they sleeping, they sleeping, they sleeping on me
But I don't waste my time tryna prove that I'm something to see, oh I
The real
Livv
Livv
Livv
I came to win
I came to win
I came to win
Ain't a damn thing you saying phasing me no more nigga
Yea I took it personal doe
Couldn't
on me
And there's so many soldiers in his fiendish ass army
One of the fiercest, is this nigga named Tricknology
The last time we met, he got the drop
I can be your personal holiday
I can be your personal holiday
I can be your personal
You're personal
Taking one step at a time
I know it'll be fine
(Miss Ro)
(it's Divaj)
Imma have to let you know
Nothing personal
Imma have to let you go
Nothing personal
Without you here, i need to grow
G-Unit, ayy
Nigga get rich without trying, ayy
Nigga get rich without dying, ayy
Lil nigga get shot nine times
Junkies selling like Curtis Jackson,
this nigga named Tricknology
the last time we met, he got the drop on me
shit happens so fast he even got some of my family
blasted my way up out
it personal
I just wanna be all alone, and you think I treat you wrong
I wanna take some time out to think things through
I know it always feels
it personal
I just wanna be all alone, and you think I treat you wrong
I wanna take some time out to think things through
I know it always feels
about the reggie
Fuck it now it's time to talk reckless
I don't give
I don't give a fuck about unit's
I don't give a fuck about unit's, or numbers
You know what I'm doing baby
Go and relax your bottom
Make a move on ya baby
Girl you know I'm trynna get a lil something
Trynna get personal baby
Mary’s still Touching me, teasing me
An armed unit freezing me
We gotta take First Blood
We can’t escape easily
Your name and personals on all the screens
sitting in my cell
Potential, kinetic, only time tell
Pressing up unit's for more to make ‘em sell
Messing up universe, fractal cause chaos
Communicate with
I wanna take some time out to think things through
I know it always feels like I'm doing you wrong, but I'm so in love with you
So understand that
G-Unit man, G-Unit video games
G-Unit everything man
When, every magazine stand you walk
By you're gonna see me
Every time you turn on your TV, you're
hoping they fit, nigga
(Nah I'm talking 'bout?)
Don't worry about me and the Unit, we the shit, nigga
(Nah I'm talking 'bout?)
I got million dollar
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