Hey, I went to school with them pussy ass niggas They ain't worth shit Man I remember when that nigga used to be ridin? In that fucked up ass Pontiac
There's a new wave sweeping America. It's a swelling of national pride. Are you patriotic? Have you pasted the flag all over your luxury car? Independent
In 1994, they thought they had their man. A hate crime and someone got stabbed. In Fullerton, Fear was the band, Nazi skins were out of hand. The cops
Just say yes To war. Just say yes to porn. Just say yes To government. Just say yes to public scorn Just say yes to politics. Just say yes to guns. Just
Unbiased peers decide my fate. Said guilty all the way. No one ever listened to what I had to say. You never stopped to think- Don't care who lives or
Drivin' that chop caddy creep show, Hundred and sixty, mean and low under the evil moonlight. Drivin' through the hot, desert night, Little demonette
Their eyes are looking down on you From satellite to video. Watching every move. They want to take control of you. Intimidate! That's what fascists do
The body bags arriving on our shore Day after day and still there are more. The sons and daughters of America are sacrificed for what? An agenda?! There
verse is a full clip Catch you with your b**** throw a song in your new whip [Verse 2: Young Buck] N**** it's G-Unit, f*** your click Like syphillis
box down, put the magnum down I'm with G-Unit, C-unit Nigga you not ballin a the G 2 jet However do you want it, however do you need d OPE on the f*ckin
Creating bombs with mics Inviting my pen to write Is like igniting dynamite 'Cause when the Mic recites Enemy crews unite for defenses Leaving MCs as
next album might be my last Got what I came to get, the stacks and the stash I told Jimmy Iovine a** to shut the f*** up Got Dre callin' Shady sayin Em
get ya monkey ass hit Run in ya whip tryna fuck with my clique Aww nigga don't trip Case you didn't know who this is Its 50 Cent bitch, G-Unit Aww nigga
: [Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50 a.k.a Ferrari F-50 Break it down I got a lot of living to do before I die And I ain't got tyme to waste Let's make it [50
: [50 Cent] G Unit! [50 Cent] A, B [Scarlett] You can't fuck with me [50 Cent] C, D [Scarlett] We from the Harlem streets [50 Cent] E, F [Scarlett] Don
: [50] Yeah.. Ja, you ready? Drop that Ferrari F 50 style baby (yeah, yeah) I'ma show 'em how I do it (yeah, yeah) G-g-g-g-g G-UNIT! I keep hearin'
: [50 Cent] Yeah, F-50 [Chorus - 50 Cent] As times go by, I twist a lot Fuck with me and my niggas, somebody gonna die You think I'm all poinry, cause
, ask me where lloyd banks at? n-gga i dont know where the f-ck that lil' n-gga at i aint heard from him f-ck yayo too n-gga , i'm on some new shit f-