Lyrics:
I seen the shades and the suedes from afar Pah
But hold up do you know who I are?
The M-A-Double, you want trouble you got it the spot is on
You blot
rêve brûlant
Était notre carburant
Un écosystème
Pour musiciens bohèmes
Un incroyable tandem
Qui unit et vous promène
La Bong Mobile
C’était la vie
Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
A trouble maker, bitcher taker, a scorpio
Naughty by Nature, my Unit brings the Flavor
We cake up like make up, and in New York
Fuck the daily news,
Yeyeyeyeh
Yeyeyeyeh
Blakkamia
Shokolokobamgbose
Just another afrodrill
Omo naija to le
Omo aye time no dey
Pull up in a bat mobile
Make you feel
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
She's a small mobile intelligent unit
Got what it takes and she knows how to use it
Planets and place don't mean nothing to her
Moguls and minors are
respond, over
Key your mic if you are in trouble
Units be advised now switching to t-mobile'
I am
I am
I am a criminal
Criminal
I am a criminal
Criminal
tempting
Tethered phone call but I let it keep (Phone Ringing)
Turn my phone cold, but my mobile emitted
Fighting for my soul, but he knows it's encrypted
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
go looking for no trouble
But somehow the trouble always finds me
Don't make me have you in the trauma center
With you momma crying 'cause her only
even down to hold down a nena
G stand for gangsta unit stand
For you niggas in trouble
Better lock and load on the double
I'm so sorry niggas all fucked
of Trina
D's come, shorty even down to hold out a nina
G stands for gangster
UNIT stand for 'U Niggas In Trouble'
Better lock and load on the double g-UNIT
souffre aussi
Aussi vrai qu'on le dit
Ça trouble, ça cache, ça fuit
Ça lâche, ça lâche aussi
Aussi vrai qu'on le dit
L'engin est un ovni
C'est
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
Now you want some new shit
I keep it movin' who wit my flavor unit
Bumpin' on exclusive
Jumpin' down in Houston
Peace to Whitney Houston
Tyin' up some
Did I get to your head, know it's hard to be humble
Even when we're not in the bed, you still causing me trouble
Sending texts, forwards and back
You
All I wanna do is drink on the world
Layin' on the beach, takin' sips wit' my girl
Here they come tryna trouble me
I just giggle cause I know they don't
My Oldmobile is a cold mobile
Got a cold, young chick down in Mobile
My stacks so fat can't even hold that
Fold that, lay flat like I lack no wheel
My boy just left Colombia
Bitch we going global
Tap in its a feat price but you can hit my mobile
Charge a nigga for a photo
Charge a nigga to use my
Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We
the heavens above
And I've got my
Hands on the wheel of my rocket mobile
And I'm a hundred million miles from home
My head's in the stars on a mission
and they all for sale
G stand for gangster
Unit stand for you niggaz in trouble
Better lock and load on the double
G unit!
Fresh out the box 40 Cali Glock,
and they all for sale
G stand for gangster
Unit stand for you niggaz in trouble
Better lock and load on the double
G unit!
Fresh out the box 40 Cali Glock,
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