Lyrics:
the speakers
The gag rule is bunk, it's like chains on the rump
We help to liberate through this butt-shaking funk
Nikki giovanni and maya flamm
With poems
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
nuh pick di gun
Whole a dey know from a long time
Africa fi rule we are the sunshine
Can someone count how much gold mines inna di continent bredda
Woo
Yeah
G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)
Haha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts
Woo
Yeah
G-G-G-G-G-Unit (G-Unit)
Haha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go both coasts
We made our deal
And some might call us insane
Were the Pump Kill Unit we need no rules
We're here to make you cry
And fuck no we won't fuckin' leave
No complacency
Still grip it blatantly
What vacancy
In my gang no vacancies
Ride faithfully
Hit that block wait patiently
Had no faith in me
Now
You can change the rules
But understand, I ain’t a fool
We’ve been going through changes, changes
You can change the rules
But understand, I ain’t
don't know what's, faggot-ass motherfuckers
Get money to all my real niggas, man
Obie Trice, D-12, G Unit, 50 Cent, Hailie Jade
Daddy, is Ja Rule
I found my own dreams
Locked away
In a storage compartment
I follow others feet
Unit b
In a storage compartment
Thought I needed my own space
thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't bother me, it don't bother me
(50 cent) when the shell casings get to
Droppin' it
[Intro - Hussein Fatal - talking]
[woman - harmonizing in background]
Yeah my nigga Rule, Hussein Fatal
The outlaw don in this piece motherfucker
I
hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide that
They both are satisfied
Illuminate the "No"s on their Vacancy signs
vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school, as vicious as Roman rule
I
vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you when your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school, as vicious as Roman rule
I
I'm back, nigga
I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules
But I could make you move
Buy a quarter mil on jewels so I ride around wit
the infamous
You ain't crazy, don't make me show you
Why they call us this the infamous
We own the streets, who basically control
This rap shit, G-unit
We got
recording budget
You gotta send your music to
The boss that's me, the boss
Yeahit's the Unit, G-Unit, that's it
That's all i rule with a iron fist
Cocksucker
Yeah my nigga Rule, Hussein Fatal
The outlaw don in this piece motherfucker
I want to welcome y'all niggas back to the streets (it's alright!)
(Advertiser)
And now a public service announcement
For those who may be
Confused Curtis Of G-Unit
(50 Cent) ladies and gentlemen it's been
Brought
You were off the bullshit and the tablets
Under 21, both savage
All these blurry nights feel the same to me
Heart full of hate, no vacancy
Only one
Rule) took his style and ran with it
(Singing on the hooks the same) bitch you done scam with it
(And don't try to diss a D Block crook)
Fuck sells, you
hands clasped so tight
Waiting for the hint of a spark
If Heaven and Hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the No's on their vacancy signs
hands clasped so tight, waiting for the hint of a spark
If heaven and hell decide that they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
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