up and deported So now the gotta go back home [Verse 7 : Lloyd Banks] Fresh off the jet and I breeze to the beaches Blue Yankee fitted G-Unit sneakers
floor, homie let's go. Back spin on 'em, point at the crowd cuz they had grids on em, get us autograph, get a black pin fold G-Unit aftermath, gettin
bag See the D's in the unmarked - on a niggaz ass. See '62 on the plate, when niggaz bag up Scrape the plate my nigga! - Everything add up! I'm hungry
don't like the cops, we don't know when to stop You know Kim is Shaniqua and Hailey is Marquise D-12's G-Unit and we always in beef Ja and Fred Durst,
there bigger cross us Your on something, weed, their liquor, scared nigga, here trigger Teflon, chest con, G'z Up, freeze up and you'll end up in your
me? You oughta Be thankful that we aint beefin. Were still breathin and just leave it at THAT That's when me and 50 and g-unit hop back in the BAT Mobile
black g-unit hoody just reak of marijuana Cocaine comin out my pores in the sauna Im serious man I'm so sincere This the flow right here that fucked up
Game] I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya Put Compton
the middle of all kinds of shit Pussy, lets get it poppin' G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit!
you sell like Eminem, and the hoes they wanna fuck But homie ain't nothing change hold down, G's up I see Xzibit in the Cutt that nigga roll that weed up
I ain't hurting, I'm doing good I ain't got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood (Chorus) G-Unit, are you ready G-Unit, are you ready G-Unit, are
) 'Cause I'm around (What) 50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down) [Chorus: repeat 2X] What up, Blood? (What) What up, Cuz? (What) What up, Blood? (What) What up
I got the gift of raw pugilist speeches(?) So I'm gon sell like the box office features Niggas in the hood can't see G-UNIT! but deep in they heart they wanna be G-UNIT
roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up I got a fetish
you'll bump heads wit me I'll put a hole in yo ass, you'll see That it ain't cool to fuck wit me [Tony Yayo] G-Unit, I roll wit gorillas Fuck a big body
what, three albums on the street? And y'all ain't even hear the new shit Just keep goin' and goin' and goin' Motherfuckin' Duracell Battery It never stops Word up G-Unit
: (Chorus- Banks) G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit, G-Unittttttt,G-Unit,G-Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (
man Whoo Kid, you know how I put it down nigga It's not safe around here as soon as the street lights G-Unit nigga {*random shout outs*} (50 cent and G-Unit