Lyrics:
know what to do!
Milton: WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO! YOU'RE A MANAGER!
I THINK IM GOING TO CALL THE BOMB DISPOSAL UNIT,
AND HAVE THEM
Backstreet Boys, 2Pac
And Barry White
Need a new accountant: Ben Jones
New manager: my momma
Two bodyguards in case niggas start drama
Used to ride coach, now
and lesbians, rappers and managers
Music and iPhone cameras
This shit unanimous for you, it's damaging for you, one thing
I think that pussy should only be
dick, like my name was 50 Cent, G-Unit!
I come with the heat, see my hits
Sound so sweet, Missy ain't pissy
Is you dizzy, is you with me
Tip me when you
paisley robes
Four bitches guardin' me safely as we walk to the window
The cashier was scared, she asked for my info
The manager arrived with two guards,
I'm a damager
Cancel shows, interviews, I don't need no manager
Slash fan, half of y'all, think I'm the Elephant Man
Look through my records
off (off)
Nur als kleinen Sidenote (ja)
Nein, ich folge kein' Trends
Baby, ich bin Zeitlos
Ich weiß noch, damals G-Unit-Hype
Damals gab's noch
Say what you like
Cuzzy, do your thing, I'mma do mine
Cuzzy, do you and I'mma do I
And I ain't selling out grime
I'm just selling out grime (unit
der Beef
Ich war der erste, (der erste) mein Diss-Track ist Kult
Das ganze Land war im Beef und nur ich war dran schuld
Sogar G-Unit ist out, German
Shakim?
And you switch managers every year
But still they not him
We got TV on lock down, whole Unit hot now
Billboard Number 1
I'm claimin' my spot now
Nutte, jetzt ist Apocalyptic Endgame
Access all Areas, Backstage voll Gangmember
Bleib' Collateral-Damager und die AK mein Manager
Back wie der
like 20 bucks a month for a tv..UNREAL! So I went, and picked out a cute 12 inch color TV, and walked home with it that day. I got a remote control unit
off the curb
And by the way, I don't wanna fuckin hammer you niggaz
I know James Cruz a rat and that's your manager nigga
And birds of a feather,
question about the nines I roll
Got hit with a bottle and I still got flow
BME and G-unit, that's all she wrote
I'm back, hotter than a nigga in hell
I'm
Je trace la route
Transporte des marchandises
Long courrier, longue route à faire
Le manager dit
"Colle ce sticker sur ton pare-brise"
Je
a tutti i miei fratelli, a tutte le sorelle
A tutta quella gente, che mi fa stare bene
Il mio manager versa da bere, perché li faremo insieme
Perché li
the branch manager know me well inside Wells Fargo
It really ain't a limit as far as raising the bar goes
I'm tougher than the average Macho like Randy Savage
won’t ever stop till there’s diamonds on their phalanges
They’re climbing on top of mansions/Managers and agents
“Marlo let me grab ya’”
“You haven’t
Dino
I just made a play
I just made a play for a Hunnit K
In less than a day
Stepped in Chase
Stank off dank
The bank manager know my name
Refuse
Unit heading up to the Code 3 chase. Suspect was last reported southbound on Highway 99
Can you give me a line for that call
Just clear it
aerodynamic
She's looking
Observation unlit collection units faith belief income uniform
My condolences
Licensed to wear the collar card-carrying unitarian
My
true sex
Antagonize your label, till I get my respect
You ran to your manager, asked him how to handle this
Five shades darker motherfucker you'll be
and utilize every advantage
And stand in that manager role
We are the AMAC, and that is a name that
Every last Unit Commander should know
We are the ones who
true sex
Antagonize your label, till I get my respect
You ran to your manager, asked him how to handle this
Five shades darker motherfucker you'll be
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