Lyrics:
I keep the chrome in the truck, we rolling it up
I be rolling stuffed blunts, we call it stuffed crust
Don't dumb your lie
Thinkin' from the tenth
For them project chicks that be actin' new
I got 3 trucks, 2 Coupes, all in a month
Blowin' hundreds in Northern Light, stuffin' the blunt
Catch
so I move without them fakers
G-Unit!
22's on a Porsche truck, Henny in the fridge
That's how we live, it is what it is
We run up in your crib
Strong, Please Don't Make Us Do You Wrong
My Click Of Gorilla's, They Got They G-Unit's On
All Of That Mean Muggin' Really Don't Mean Nuthing
c'mon Take
Strong, Please Don't Make Us Do You Wrong
My Click Of Gorilla's, They Got They G-Unit's On
All Of That Mean Muggin' Really Don't Mean Nuthing
c'mon Take
the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup
I'm all iced up, yup, pocket k***** up, yup
I knock your wife up, yup, man I don't give a f***, nah
The Unit's in this
We come that gangsta shit, nigga!
Ca$hville's in the "Philldid"
We at the way! Nigga I'm on my way!
G-unit! g-unit! g-unit! g-unit radio¸
POW! Fuck
the cut yup, a very nice truck yup
I'm all iced yup,my pocket knifed up yup
I knock your wife up yup, man I don't give a fuck, nah
The unit's in this
Strong, Please Don't Make Us Do You Wrong
My Click Of Gorilla's, They Got They G-Unit's On
All Of That Mean Muggin' Really Don't Mean Nuthing
c'mon Take
room on the truck, load the back boom
Listen to the rhymes, to get a mental picture
Of this black man, black woman venture
Why do I say that? 'Cause I
and
I'm still on the grind
When you ain't in my clique
It's hard to shine
I mean talent like this is so hard to find
G-Unit!
I don't dream now that I'm
Skrrt, coupe, sport mode
Swerving potholes and dodging the narcos
G unit, 50, drumroll
I can count a 50 with my eyes closed
I put the coupe in sport mode
Still got room on the truck, load the back boom
Listen to the rhymes, to get a mental picture
Of this black man, black woman venture
Why do I say
I'm pulling out a hit
'cause I'm fired up, I'm tired of all the bullshit
Flavor Unit, it's time to attack the prey
So make way for hip-hop's green
the gang)
Big MAC, fatter than Curtis Payne (Curtis Payne)
No Damon Wayans, but I bring Major Payne (Major Payne)
Benz truck, take up both of the lanes
patrol their on Ignorance's payroll
And they only came to hold
Tricknology down, scoop Greedy Lou off the ground
Throw him in the back of a truck one
(Can't forget, Roger) how real is this?
How real is this?
G-unit radio (yeah)
America, welcome to the land of the brave (brave)
America,
Hot 97 blazing hip hop and R&B you now
Tuned into G-Unit radio 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks
Tony Yayo
It's like everywhere I look
And everywhere I go
I'm
sisters
Go ahead and write another cheesy Love song
To me it all seems so wrong
Big truck small dick
Same stupid sad fucking song
Big truck small dick
Bitch I Ain't Worried
And I Got Plenty Room If Ya Think You want to Roll
See This Is What They Make Caddillac Trucks For
Let's Go To A Place You Ain't
the next one
I’m feeling like Swae I’m making this extra
Hit up grimm and we skkkrrt in the Benz truck
Put in some units he moving like Tesla
Gs on Gs I’m
pac im gangsta
home boyz all we see is south bound
wit a AK to hold a hundred roundz
ya kno how i get down
G Unit n this bitch is home now
lemme see ya
Bitch I Ain't Worried
And I Got Plenty Room If Ya Think You want to Roll
See This Is What They Make Caddillac Trucks For
Let's Go To A Place You Ain't
Ain't Worried
And I Got Plenty Room If Ya Think You want to Roll
See This Is What They Make Caddillac Trucks For
Let's Go To A Place You Ain't Never
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