hello to my litte friend [Lloyd Banks] Everywhere I go I gotta tag along Cause my buzz gettin' strong And they mad I'm on They ride with me when I'm
All on one wheel when I'm on one of them Ma, that boy out there actin a fool that's him They say I've changed man, I'm getting paper, I'm flashy They
ya I'm a soldier boy And I done told ya, over and over boy [Verse One: Lloyd Banks] I come from a big city, the streets corrupt Now I'm rollin with snub
Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck... G G G G G-Unit! Haha! [Young Buc] Vacate your home I come to brake your bones Americas nightmare we at it again A desert
me and you, if you 'bout it Ice from Tiffany & Co., Norma Kamali footwear I spend g's, I'm a G, that's a good look girl You need a thug that can handle
: G G G, G G G-Unit No peace talks, no white flags No mercy, I'm gettin yo ass [50 Cent] Niggas done heard about my click how we stay wit the toastas
I?m walking from DC to Boston I laugh at a snotty chick bitch I don?t argue I?ll leave a print on your ass Imma karate kid The niggas that I be with
feel like the nigga on fire Everybody got to go its the truth So I figure while i'm waitin' on my turn i'm a blow up the booth I've seen niggas in wheel
ahh i'm cut I go rawwwwwrrrr like a dungeon dragon But I keep my pistol on me so my pants be saggin' Everytime i'm in the house niggas grill a nigga Cause
must dont like men (like men) I say what I want coz I can If I didnt id be a liar Mommy im on fire Come ride with a rider The crowd say you might catch
s a hood thang That's why I'm loved in Brook-lyn I handle mine just like a real nigga should If I do some time homey, I'm still all good Let me show you
s R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special ed, I got special bread It's easy now, please believe me now I dismiss a hoe, bitch leave me now I
hoe, you a stupid nigga I'm a P.I.M.P. not cupid nigga Hoe pimping all day bitch, this ain't a hobby My name Tony, not Paul McCartney I'm in a 7 star
my girl its just whenever i'm around she pretend to be Look I don't dance much I'm in the club with the toast if you wondering why i'm pullin' my pants
up and go get 'em cause you the only one without 'em I'm a natural stunna yeah Which means if I get a scratch on 'em then I'm going back for another pair
I'm gettin' money Yo I'm still in the hood kid serving junkies [Tony Yayo:] GGGG G Unit yeah [Chorus: Tony Yayo] G Unit, G Unit GGGGGGGGGGG G Unit G
(I'm a warrior) [Verse 3: Young Buck] I feel attention when I walk in the club G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug Gimme a henny on the rocks
I'm from where I'm from Expect no commissary when your ass doin your bid nigga Comin where I'm from where I'm from [Lloyd Banks:] I'm from New York