Lyrics:
dip what I done topped
To Murder you all talk
Like a clip without a glock
When you holla g-unit on some other shit
You need to do the research
in the block holding
If you see me rolling by
Remember that you don't know me (you don't know me)
Bitch niggaz do bitch thangs
Look at 50 what he does
the store and we both get 50 cent cakes
You heard what I said in that new shit I say
If you can't break bread he fake
I had one more buck on my plate
It was
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
like Biggie n' Pac was
We saw the throne was empty and decided to chase it
Me, him and 50 racin' this rap shit is basic I followed that Jay shit
at doggy she say I'm magnificent
I run with the unit you know ima g they call me m dollar and 50 cent
Wait I don't be cuffin no hoe no I leave that subject
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
Mile, G-Unit's on my feet
Got a cherry lowrider in the N-why-see
Eve took me to Philly, never been to the pen
Been to Uptown with 50, seen niggaz in Timbs
up and make his boy get off them drugs
But he just keeps feedin' him pills
So if that E doesn't kill him
Someone from G-Unit will and I ain't buzzed
with Carter G woodson
I'm paying homage his book
Mis-Education of the Negro is essential
For freeing your mind from
The slavery that's mental
Turn up
niggas know what time it is
Nah, fuck that, I'm goin' first, nigga
You pussy niggas go and put this in your purse, niggas
Real killas, eh 50! Look we
50 Cent West Coast Interview Clip
The fuck you thought?
I was one of them? Yeah
Imma tell you like 50 told me in 03
I don't know what you done heard
still manage like 50 cent
Wishing I had a young buck or a G or a unit inside the whip
183 days I was out and just thinking
4392 hours still achieving
1281
send me nine shots to 50 cent me
Get laid to rest by niggas that love to misrepresent me
Cuz content in my writtens ain't talking about no Bentley
This
her like Bowser
She grained the wood left her with splinters
Like it's Turtle Power
My team a unit full of G's in da club 50 Cent
Like a canine (Kanan)
what you say about me
Broke nigga two cents don't matter
Give a fuck what you say about me
Broke bitch two cents don't matter
It doesn't matter, it
and the baby's on guard
Grandma sell food stamps no job like you can't
Auntie got low rent her crib summer camp
Papi juice fifty cent that's way back g-unit
She
me, what's your name?
Can I get my grown man on for one second?
Cause I see some ladies tonight that should be hanging wit' Jay-Z, Jay-Z
Lady,
the house without my money rag
I don't leave the house
Without my fuckin' Glock
I'm not goin' like Biggie or Pac
That's fucked up what they did to Biggie
I
the G-Unit
Cracks by the gram an hour, that's a G-Unit
Like Ciara when I'm keeping the 'Goodies'
'cause' I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody
I'm Like..
Just got a G, call Bizzy
Slide on the opps, tell bro get busy
They got a thirty, but I keep me a fifty
Big Shawn Wick move tact', no kizzy, uh
Look
the cash like a XO chain
Fifty-five hundred, nigga, that's your range
When I go to the club, make it storm, hurricane (yeah)
Nigga pull up, think he G
on a Sunday
I be rippin' up the runway
All about that gun play
We all die one day
Die rich, what I say
Loose back
Two straps
White T and blue hat
Chevy gettin'
G-unit but this drum here cost me 50,
This chain another 50 plus a hundred of you snitches.
Heavy, real heavy, it feels heavy,
Somebody help me,
My
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