Lyrics:
the struggle, tryna duck the law
Tryna calm down my nerves by puffin' raw
Got negative ways, but positive thoughts
Hope the judge don't remand when
I'm goin'
wanna show me love
When you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck (woo)
Look homie, ain't nothin' changed, hoes down, G's up
I see Xzibit in
N9ne units sold
And whoever you bitch niggas is saying, I'm kicking it in Lee Joes log
Lee Joe'll tell you I'm original, and by the way Lee Joe my dog!
know, yo, I'm loco (yeah)
Even my mama said something really wrong with my brain
Niggas don't rob me, they know I'm down to die for my chain
G-Unit
autographs by the G's in the in-stores
And then there's oh mad sex and ASCAP checks
So when I, um, plex it, it's me I'm in the beamer or Lexus
Guess which
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT
(UNIT, haha) , yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
And Lloyd Banks
(BANKS) , and Tony Yayo (YAYO)
Nigga, nigga (haha, haha)
You
down the tints, G-Unit
I'm a head busta, Lil Scrappy when the lead touch ya
And they ain't no coming back when you dead fucker
Sleep in your earn
And I Pop My Shit
Young Buck:
But I Ain't Gonna Change
D-Tay:
I Don't Play That Shit
Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
Young Buck:
These Niggas Want
DJ, please
Pick up your phone
I'm on the request line
G-Unit
This is a Missy Elliot one time exclusive (come on)
Is it worth it, let me
(G-G-G-G-G-Unit)
Everything 'bout you so gangsta
Oh, you just so gangsta ooh, so gangsta
What up, gangsta
My baby you know I'm lovin' your style
your arms
Like speedstick
Ride through your hood
In a blue impala
Like we crips
Roll down the tints, G-Unit
I'm a head busta, lil scrappy
When
your arms
Like speedstick
Ride through your hood
In a blue impala
Like we crips
Roll down the tints, G-Unit
I'm a head busta, lil scrappy
When
It's the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (haha)
We can't be touched nigga, can't you see (G-Unit)
You do you, man
'Cause me I'm 'gon do my thing
You
calm
Acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
You don't trust me, huh?
You know why
I do
We're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession
then we might as well die together
I'm high as ever - more hoes and mo cheddar
G-Unit move around with them pounds and berettas
yeah faggot, if I want
then we might as well die together
I'm high as ever - more hoes and mo cheddar
G-Unit move around with them pounds and berettas
yeah faggot, if I want
It's the Infamous Mobb, M-O-B-B (haha)
We can't be touched nigga, can't you see (G-Unit)
You do you, man
'Cause me I'm 'gon do my thing
You
calm
Acts like he has a dream
Full of passion
You don't trust me, huh?
You know why
I do
We're not supposed to trust anyone in our profession
Sparks is white like me"
"Haha" "Hahaha" "One time for that boy
Eminem? You know what I'm
Talking about?! One time for that boy
50 Cent! The whole G Unit
to lose
My shoes will explode, soon as you go to step in 'em (yeah)
You know how we do it, when we do, how we do it, when we come through
G-Unit, D12
'Cause I was on the Mega Drive more time
If you're feeling me put your Pinot Grigio high
This ones for my G's in the North side
(Racing down Ilford Lane
unit city
Batman, spotlight, gotta say you bitches
The jokes on you Jack
Who the fuck you gon' call when your shit towed, by the repo
Can’t tell your
mileage
I ain't never been to college got the IQ of a Rhodes Scholar
If you follow G-Unit throw up your dubs and yell holla
To all the Y.G.'s in khakis
Aftermath, "0" five, G-Unit, "0" six
Everything else is gymnastics, watch the dough flip
Sittin' on the couch, smokin' up memories
Pourin' Jack Daniels,
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