Lyrics:
Yeah niggas, G-Unit in this motherfucker (It's the Unit)
Ayo 50, ayo this nigga barely breathing, nigga!
It won't be long before you dead
You
Yeah niggas, G-Unit in this motherfucker (It's the Unit)
Ayo 50, ayo this nigga barely breathing, nigga!
It won't be long before you dead
You
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
[Intro: Young Buck]
Yeah niggaz, G-Unit in this motherfucker (it's the Unit)
Aiyyo 50, aiyyo this nigga barely breathin nigga!
[50 Cent -
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:]
Yeah niggas, G-Unit in this motherfucker (It's the Unit)
Ayo 50, ayo this nigga barely breathing, nigga!
It won't be long before you dead
You
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Dumb
Clutch shot, Buzza Beata
In da game on fire like a stolen heater
Clock winding, full court pressure
I flex all nets, Get up on my
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
thought
Before the Unit catch that ass in New York
Just when you think the beefs over
And ya kick ya feet up
Them little bitty niggas pop up with heaters
that funk shit blunt shit
I spit that, super ugly, take over ether
Talk from my urethra and piss out the speaker
Beef cocking the heater
Meet greet
groupie met 50 in the club
G-unit some crips some bloods
Piru's wit me in they burgundy
Bunch of wild bulls
All they know felonies
Dope boys
Dope season
(Errr) *CHANGE TO VROOOM*
Park wherever fuck a meter (Meter)
Pourin lean in two liters (Pourin)
Reach over for the heater (Heater)
Choppa it sing like
from the fake ones
And on my heater nina rep what could I carry on
My nigga just lost his momma, and his daddy gone
From now on I can provide cause my
the block hot when
I bring out the stove
I move in unit's my city
Booming while under pressure
Screw being foolish, this opportunity
Who you telling i'm into
Fuck it new album, gon get me new features
I'm callin' Pablo, he packin' the heater
If you want smoke, you can have it in litres cause
I'm pourin'
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
Lil' sexy ass bitch, yeah, I'm really tryna fuck
All my G's, In a unit , yeah I feel like Young Buck, yeah
Uh, what I say, hold
scuff in the paint
You handcuffin' that bitch, she don't wanna be wit'chu
All she want is your chips, my lil' nigga beat it too
Sneak the heaters
a tool in the unit
We'd go to school, eat lunch
Cut school, get back to it, nigga
Listen nigga, this the Bankroll Mob
If you can't go hard then you
creator, I'm sinful
Papers stay viscous like religious cults
Leaders that drop scriptures, and rock clips or assault heaters
My Flipmode niggaz, we're like
nigga, let's four-peat
A dope Hoover dealer, uh, ADHD
Fuck that, let's bake coke and cook crack
Fuck the sheriffs, the gang unit, fuck C.R.a.s.h
Pimp
to music
Yerbi's fluent in being the truest
The absolute unit's fluid flow is exclusive
Extra keef in the tree, I'm tryna hide my cough
Then I tore down her
Yeah
G-Unit nigga
50 Cent
You Heard Me
Irv I don't believe you let that nigga talk
You fat cupcake eatin' motherfucker
I'll fuck you up nigga
them bullets too chunky like what the fuck are those
Couple 30's in here we been duckin' the narcos
And we limpin cause we got the heaters in our clothes
make shit up, ayy
If I ain't a real boy, what you call it?
I don't think you want no problems
I'm authentic
Got a Bela and a heater when I'm off in
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