: [50 cent:] I think I'm a gangsta but I'm really not, All I ever do is pick my nose and eat my snot, I like to go around with tatoos and say I got shot
[50 cent:] I think I'm a gangsta but I'm really not, All I ever do is pick my nose and eat my snot, I like to go around with tatoos and say I got shot
Übersetzung: G-Unit. Gangsta'd Up.
This rap shit plays a major part in my life She looked for jack but realize that i got the ride Well send a muthafucker at ya tonight G-Unit And i aint
her come up When the sun goes down, I'll be back in the town Stash box down, put the magnum down I'm with G-Unit, C-unit Nigga you not ballin a the G
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
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
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!
) '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'm doing my own thang G-UNIT Shit, I done started my own gang I don't go that funny dance I don't throw gang signs But I'm a gangsta to the core so I
God, this is the life Eh nigga I tell you, my bank account bring goose bumps on your motherfucking bank G-g-g-g-unit!
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' niggas is happy, the D'
ha Yea Nigga Just when you thought I was gone Slide back up on you like the wind nigga Hurricane D-O-Double G With the G,G,G,G,G, G-unit
I can? open? your album budget Your recording budget, you got to send the music to the boss Ha, ha, ha, ha, that?s me the boss Yeah its G-Unit, G-Unit
for my name - fuck 'em, I'ma lie!" [Chorus] One O.G. gangsta I be Busted in the hood, I got no more weed Pigs are comin down on my gangsta stash When
: Out in the street, they call it murder (Fuck D-Block) Verse 1 Tony Yayo: Guns a place up Gimme dat pen and dat Jacob One false move you get spread
shit's official now, the deal is finished and it's time. To get down to this business, let's get these nicks and dimes, So hurry up and cop G-Unit shit
