ya life is a movie you aint a factor you a actor fifty gave you a script went from runnin with the bloods to a g-unit crip whats a g-unit crip? not a
me slay dem faggots. G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Hahahaha Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E, gone
Crenshaw and floss a little slot a lot thang in that black wall street double u and p and cpt we keeping it G in our low riders riders riders [verse
[Chorus x2] G'Z UP!, to every hood and every crew U (you), supposed to have ya gun 'round you N-I (and I), claim G-Unit till die got it down to a T (tee
. Yayo got tha whoppa, It spit longer than papoose. G-Unit nigga, Jamaica baby, Jet to tha jam, Jumpoff, jog to tha dressing room to get jumped. U send
like United Nations to bring obliteration, 151 is what I'm tastin No hesitation when I come through My voice shakes cassette tapes, when I scream like CLUE!!! U-G
u love 2 hate Smoke-A-Lot, Regime, nigga, u love 2 hate Album to the face, nigga, u love 2 hate Yes, it's that nigga u love 2 hate Young nigga wit money, u
money making machine dollars no pennies Nigga please, it's me and my niggas my fucking g's R.I.P. to Robert Davis on a fresh set of 3's S.U.C. to the
takin the right route Gang violence needs to be wiped out A-l-m-i-g-h-ty C and E-z-i-r-e We see the f-u-t-u-r-e Should be a positive thang Body & Soul
soon With a hundred goons who all love to shoot shots Put a tunnel through your coupe, slump your baby mother too All's fear and warfare, that got my
helping me slay dem faggots. G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Hahahaha Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E, gone
and floss a little Slot a lot thang and them Black Wall Street Double-U and P and C-P-T, we keepin' it G In our lowriders, riders, riders [Lil' Rob:]
die [Whoo Kid:] Black Wall Street, west coast, non stop [Verse 2: The Game] Straight out the muthafuckin town of gin With my blues on, G Unit shoes on baby
hell, you plays back, your tape's ill Show me just exactly what it is you want, I give you what we got We got flow, we got soul, we get off, a lot So
we could take this very far (Super fly chick) [Omarion:] Omarion! 50 Cent! Oh Yeah! T.U.G.! G-Unit! [50 Cent:] Now once I say G-Unit you should know
Everybody say ride wit u, ride wit u, yea its 50 cent, yea and lloyd banks, yea, and young Buck, yea, and joe. G-Unit! Baby were gonna rock 'n' roll,
u close to me right by my side where u suppose to be they start to notice u when they notice me and u can have it all free of charge I know u like europen
G Unit I'll Send A Nigga That You Thought You Knew To Come Through And Put A Hole In You G Unit Lloyd Banks, Haha, 50 Cent I Ain't Even Got A One Card