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Down streets and alley's win some, lose some
Then pretend to be pally, boom
Revenge is on the horizon status is rising
I was like JR, I didn't stop
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
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
Set to BIG's "The World
Is Filled" instrumental
Yeah 50 Cent, uh huh
Governor, G-G-G-G-G-Unit'!
She ain't that chick from the burbs
That's
back
G-Unit in the stud' Dipset to, facts
I even got Ma$e and nine-five Puff on the track
Runnin' with the classic feel, nine-five max
Sneak diss, tweet
stash, I just laugh at your face
Blow a stack on David 'cause I'ma pyro
Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops
If
[ Intro - 50 Cent talking ]
Oh, oh, Gggga Gggga G-UNIT (UNIT, haha), yeah, it's 50 CENT (CENT)
And Lloyd Banks (BANKS), and Tony Yayo (YAYO), nigga,
and blow
Five hundred thousand units off a dime a trow
Forty below, I'm thorough when it's time to throw
The caboose, I'm even hard to be touched by
Woo, Woo
Got me finna take shit too far
Woo, Woo
Think I need to calm down, Woo Sah
Lately I been ducking from a few calls
Lately I been living by new
then you get shot up
See, violators will be prosecuted
By the reputed, undisputed, Cypress unit
Not so, no there's no sellout
You ain't got enough
then you get shot up
See, violators will be prosecuted
By the reputed, undisputed, Cypress unit
Not so, no there's no sellout
You ain't got enough
I just laugh at yo' face
Blow a stack on David, 'cause I'ma pyro
Maniac from carriage, wit' the Rolls Gold
I was told by the O.G.'s like my Pops
peace to my homie Treach, Latifah
The whole flavor unit posse
My girl Yo-Yo, the whole Lench Mob posse
Crazy shout outs to Ice Cube, Shock G
Money B peace
Yeah
G-unit
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before
I've been around
back
G-Unit in the stud' Dipset to, facts
I even got Ma$e and nine-five Puff on the track
Runnin' with the classic feel, nine-five max
Sneak diss, tweet
to calm down
Niggaz be getting killed every time you come around
We ran up in his crib made his momma kiss the ground
She asking God, what my baby dunn
to calm down
Niggaz be getting killed every time you come around
We ran up in his crib made his momma kiss the ground
She asking God, what my baby dunn
want beef
Fuck it take it to the streets
y'all niggas gon chill
Then we sit down and we build
My squad finally here
Unit of the year
We settin up
and blow
Five hundred thousand units off a dime a trow
Forty below, I'm thorough when it's time to throw
The caboose, I'm even hard to be touched by
Yeah
G-unit
[Intro]
I've been so many places
I've seen so many faces
Girl you look like someone that I've done fucked before
I've been
it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
from, it be like run your coat black
Jupiter, keeps her fat beats by the pack
Where I'm from, nappy hair is life
We be reading Marx where I'm from
Lay, bring the G-A-G-E
'Cause there's this gang all down the way
We gotta put 'em in check
'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit
I'm gonna blow his brain
'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
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