Lyrics:
like 50 cent in 03' in da club
Gun it like G-Unit uh!!!
Celebrate
When we celebrate
Celebrate
When we celebrate
I got a moniker, a pseudonym, an alias
Highway to heaven, first exit
Told him if I had a penny for each of my exes
I would have at least 50 cent, bitch
G-Unit
Any problem you gon' have, trust me,
a glimpse
Denaun drumline made G-Unit pimps (G-Unit!)
Proof is a wolf, shit I told you from jump
In a fast lane, no change of road or the bumps
Game is sold
seen my knife work
I turn a clown smile to a frown
Squeeze and watch the barrel spin
On the trey pound i'm a G-Unit gorilla
Niggas know how I get down
hungry, too
So I gotta help them get some money, too
Glo Up Dinero Gang, niemand
Der uns nicht erkennt
Rich Gang, G Unit Germany, I'm 50 Cent
I do it for my
me and bro, we was in the store
And both of us got 50 cent cakes
Blow this stick like clarinets
I work this bitch like Kelpy G
My dog trappin',
Spongebozz Gunshot, der G der mit der Glock Cops anschoss
Beliefer' mit dem Stoff Los Santos
Grand Theft Auto, riesige Villa wie 50 Cent
Westcode
comin' back (bye)
Two-hundred and fifty units, Richie in his class (Hey)
Shawty bad, bad, with a bag, I ain't mad (bag)
I'm ready to splurge, what's
bird on me
Nothin' to be specific
Ice, ice, ice like I jumped in the Pacific
Money, money, money
Man that shit comin' in digit's
I got 50 cents on me
a G take a look at star (Put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up, put 'em up We came to party)
It feels so good to live sucker free
I'm soakin' it all up
Unit back in the days, kid (I know that son, I know that)
You know that (you know I know that)
Know what I'm sayin'? (Know what I'm sayin'?)
I miss
European whips Rooftops fallin' back
Like they pealed a niggas lid Ghetto-born kids
Wearin' G units How could I forget
Now you can hate it or love it I'm
Ey what's up. Here's the kid 50 Cent.
You are now tuned in to my man Kool Savas.
Optik Boom. Destroy the German Dream, ya heard? G-Unit
Du hast
G.G.G.G.G-Unit
Lloyd Banks, D Da Ghost
this twin don't unda-stand,
(D Da Ghost)
shortie I ain't a pretty-boy,ma-mi I am a thug,
but she does not
and sweet like cinnamon
But everyday like 50 Cent, yes, many men
They wanna take me out the spot, they want the pussy and the ends
But separate the paper
Demark, the motorcade is coming by here, (oh,
No) just heard a call on the radio for all units along Industrial (oh, no)
To pick up the motorcade,
(Corner)
(I shall fear no man)
I'm by myself up on this (Corner)
(G Unit South)
I'm by myself up on this (Corner)
(Come holla)
I'm by myself up on this
music
The impossible? You seen Machine do it
Made fifty off a thousand dollar pounds of mid, those the G-Units
Tell niggas, "Cut it out," they barely
the time nigga, its about to pop off nigga
G-Unit
Spongebozz Gunshot, der G der mit der Glock Cops anschoss
Beliefer' mit dem Stoff Los Santos
Grand Theft Auto, riesige Villa wie 50 Cent
Westcode
It's BK Back again 2010 we ran a muck
But still we flex our set
Aww shit, now here comes
Another liquor, liquor sippin anthem
Hands up,
Who wants
on the lines
Was born to chalk them out
5-0's from the G-Unit in the raid van
But I seen through it
Got a deuce 5 in the Skate House
That was 10th grade back in
to represent My fitted New York like 50 cent You got 50 cent, 125 bucks for a half 50 for a whole gram Tinkerbell rockin' the speedboat I got what you need bro,
five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By fifty thousand, no more browsin', bitch I'm buyin' that
I'm ridin' 'Llac
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