G-Unit

Yeah 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck G-Unit, ha, ha, ha Vacate ya home, I come to break ya bones America's nightmare, we at it again (Yeah, c'mon) A desert eagle and a black mac-10 They'll never know what happened When we come through, them cowards don't want none They screamin' that they murderers but walkin' with no guns C'mere nigga, don't run and die where you standin' See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin' Put the pipes at your melon and brain's on the pavement These niggaz is talkin', thinkin' security gonna save them Ain't nobody gonna speak when homicide pay a visit Look you right in the eye and tell you, "We don't know who did it" Corrupting my street corner by shootin' at the police The fiend's up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep You better get used to it, you know how we do it Shady, Aftermath, Inter scope and G-Unit We got action where you don't Show up places where you won't G-Unit, G-Unit (G-Unit, G-Unit) Now I told y'all on my first Dre joint, I am loco Better than so, so, game's in the choke hold Dissin' me's a no, no, I perfected the slow flow In D.C. they dance the go, go, in LA they ride on lo, lo's G-Unit in the house, oh no You ain't ready, it's heavy, '65 Chevy Old school rollin', I'm holdin' Twenty inches spinnin' from the beginnin', we winnin' Gained this masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin' Drop-top, glock cocked, ready for the drama Pistols pop, cop shot, I'm heavy with them llamas Non stop, make it hot, we on top regardless You can be the hardest, we'll just be the smartest I warn you not to start us, we not your average artists My bitch is like a Goddess, when paparazzi spot us It's flick after flick, same old shit that I kick Ha, ha We got action where you don't Show up places where you won't G-Unit, G-Unit (G-Unit, G-Unit) Guess who's back motherf**ker, gun and a clip Ready to smack up on these s*ckers that's runnin' they lip You can try any one of my shoes on, none of 'em fit Ya hundreds is shorter, I tell ya pops his son is a daughter All I need is some cigars and a quarter A couple cars and a lawyer Comin' packin' a bitch and I'll be back with a hit I'm that sick, who the hell you thought it was? I got expensive habits, I can afford it 'cause G-Unit's poppin' and we perform in all the clubs Niggaz be shovin' and pushin' now someone is gushin' surprise She's givin' up the buns on the cushion, sweatin' and screamin' s*ckin' me off the rest of the evenin' and I'm leavin' On to the next city Stash box in the bus so I can bring them tecs with me I gotta focus, I'm gettin' older, you niggas ain't gettin' over G-Unit We got action where you don't Show up places where you won't G-Unit, G-Unit (G-Unit, G-Unit) High-tech, niggaz