you entitled prestigious and heavenly struck fall out of favor with your fragile luck I'll say FUCK ALL YOU MOTHERFUCKERS CAUSE ALL OF YOU ARE FUCKED
the wall Lord (Ooh Lord) Lord (Ooh Lord) Lord (Ooh Lord) Lord (Ooh Lord) Hoe, shake it like the renters do (What) Naked while you talkin hoe, I ain't saying shit to you
on grown up So before you niggas tell me I'm nuts, you better grow some, faggot [Hook:] Fuck this Christmas Fuck this Christmas (Nigga fuck Santa Claus) Fuck
out here reppin' they hood You don't even wear ya new shit Cause you ain't ready to brawl man I bump you, and you ain't even do shit You can smell the
] This go out to Cato, Mental All the niggaz that passed away To Geronimo.. (?).. all the down ass riders All the niggaz that put it down, all the soldiers All
squeal All for the money, most ain't even real but we still call 'em homies, now what the fuck is that? Fake love, fake thugs are, all in the game I
year when they pull the trigger Shit, this is what you get, for fuckin, wit the wrong nigga.. This is what you get, when you fuckin wit the wrong nigga
fuckin car man Yo why you trippin man? Get in the fuckin car man Get in the fuckin car.. get in the car (Heh, say you, you scared to ride in my car cause you, you
a line on the D.A. cause I'm fuckin his secretary I black out and start cussin, bust 'em and touch 'em all They panic and bitches duckin, I rush 'em and fuck 'em all
, just to live large like Rockefeller First you didn't give a fuck, but you're learnin now If you don't respect the town then we'll burn you down God
to die To my homies in heaven I ain't scared to die Do you wanna live forever? Are you scared, to die? Or will you scream, when you fry? I don't fear
will I escape in prison ? Penitentiary chances was an all day thang The only way to advance and if you slang Then you'd better have your nikes on Cause
ballin, niggaz wonder why You can bring your crew but we remain true motherfuckers Still ballin [Verse 2: Kurupt] (this for all y'all motha fuckas) They
coming from you know he turn, he aint bullshitting cause you know the way they're doing brothers down there this aint right you know what I'm saying but you
Homie, this is somethin' you can ride and smoke to Stay on point, cause niggas will ride and smoke you Jealousy's for women, but some niggas is bitch made They make you
put a hole in a nigga for fucking with me My back on the wall, now you gon' see Better watch how you talk, when you talk about me 'Cause I'll come and
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 you
a girl like you before Still ain't got a fuckin clue as to who you truly are Almost went as far as introducin you to my daughters 'til you went as far
