I hear a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at But there one problem niggaz ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous you gon get shot down
We fend to crack at cho spot now, G Unit Nigga ain't nuttin' change you move I'll your brains
These niggaz don't want war They just around frontin' 'Cause I walk around Why you the long pump is in the trunk for
If you really want we can show up at your front door I know my history, my family tree done master Fuck livin' positive, 'cause spreads faster A has ta, bulletproof his car
'Cause big hits come flyin' ya door like Casper I'm out the jar jar scopin' out the bar see shorty breast pokin' out the bra Not the to go spark metal in
Start thinkin' you gangsta 'cause you hit a park van Act hard but ya made a marshmellows man Talk tough, till you get cuffed and tellin' damn I got a new bitch and when I'm done wit her
It'll look like she head first in the pool wit it god damn You gon wind up dead tryin' to prove shit I put chalk around ya like a pool stick I gotta bucks on the waist
I'm like a south african with fly stuck to his face Catch Banks in a full of bass I'm a batchelor, the 4 or 5 ducks outta space You could either get bucked or get ya ass
The only you touch is on a gas pump I got my own personal slave she got a curfew Cook and clean for the kid like in color purple I you wanna pop me but but
If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the of a hockey puck Fuck, I hold the rubber I send at you and I don't mean Emilio or Bubba I'm aimin' for a cover, huge tall bustas
A and a philly hold the smuggler G Unit's what's up now The Gucci cloth is on a newport upsidedown You gotta come a harder, nigga
You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and is a starter You gotta beg a hoe, hoe And you mad 'cause you on oregano You niggaz'll blow
to step in my ring is brave I don't know a thing about hair stylin' but I can a finger weave stay leave her butt in the telly Lace up the and brocclis peanut butter and jelly
I'm about to get this deal know Thats why she foamin out the grill like a Seltzer pill I loud around a snitch I don't crowd around a
The jumpsuit match wit the kicks I sick since niggaz was on Harlod Miner dick I could call up a chick and put a child her lips Niggaz can't the fact that I'm real
I kidnap the Queen from the castle and put her back on the Gimme Barbie at her Bacardi at the I'm to the young Marcus Darvy at the desk
have ta push up, now I hardly got ta press Got two guns, and lead to cardiac arrest My success got suckers salty,
Blowin' steam a cup of coffee POW get these fuckas off me
I a lotta talkin' niggaz must be mad at banks But there only one niggaz ain't as bad as banks Nigga yous front you gon get shot
We fend to pump at cho spot now, G Unit Nigga ain't change You move I'll your brains
Yea Lloyd Banks nigga up nigga? It's 50 you fuckin' wit him right? I know you fuckin' wit him I said you fuckin' wit him Thats my right there thats my boy right there my young nigga
What's up What the fuck I hear niggaz hollerin' keep it real and all that nigga Nigga if you talkin' all gangsta shit we get it poppin' nigga
Whats up nigga? Anytime I don't a fuck if it's 4 in the afternoon Nigga any where you see me lets go