G-Unit Anthem Lyrics
The song G-Unit Anthem is performed by 50 Cent .
Send G-Unit Anthem Ringtone to your Cell
(Chorus) 2x
G-Unit in tha House (wut nigga wut)
G-Unit in tha House (wut wut wut )
G-Unit in tha House (wut nigga wut)
G-G-G-UNIT!
Tony Yayo:
In my hood u get no points for your jumpshot
As soon as the sun rise, we back on the block
This stress got me feelin like an old man
So i stay on point for that red and gold van
Its the free lance performer YaYo be a pro
And the flows been hot, since G.I. Joe
Yo my rhymes have you nodding, like Raw in the Street
So freaks gimme a*s like toilet seats
Get at me, you really think u holding big daddy?
So wheres ur in door courts, and bowling ally?
I got heart like a hoover crip,but bust slugs like an EngleWood Blood
I mengle wit Thugs,my singles don't budge
Import, export get rid of tha drugs
Still pack my Dope up witta ma*s of some gloves
I use to have 8-balls in my 8-Ball jacket
Now i dawg lex coops, like Luke in Dukes of Hazard
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Lloyd Banks:
I put carpet Burns on these Waxters these days
'til they need bandages on they knees like Pat Ewings Legs
Im always wit the biscut
Only way i get blue balls, is if a bitch had blue lipstick
U broke rob more blocks
U aint gotta know how to break dance, to whind up on a card board box
I'm Gucci down to my sock, groupies houndin da spot
Different format, keep groupies round for tha cops
She'll be down for tha watch, i aint generous or courtieous
I'm running from a dirty bitch, nigga you thirty-six
Ya'll don't want it with tha kid at all
Same shit, bigger bathrooms my niggaz brall
When we come after u, it aint no graze shots
This nigga leave a HOLE in ya chest bigger than Flava-Flave clock
You pus*y, i think even Pac can smell this shit
Cause on the inside you softer than a mozerella stick (bitch)
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50 Cent:
I'm the leader of the New School now nigga wut!
I got a 4-4 bulldog i'll tear yo bitch a*s up
I pop-off nigga front i'll put my knife in yo gut
Have you in I.C.U screaming AHH! i'm cut
I go RAOW-RAOW, like a dungeon dragon
But i keep my pistol on me so my pants aint sagging
Everytime i'm in the house, niggaz grill a nigga
But they feel a nigga, i kill a nigga wut
Excuse me shorty better stay in ya lane
Before i send one of my soldiers to blow out ur brain
Im da General (wut!) you solute me
U's a dead man if u attempt to shoot me
I done lost some of my brain watchin military flicks
Got the whole G-Unit on some Military shit
(Private Banks request permission to speak)
Speak Nigga!
Its dangerous when it's decipline involve in street niggaz!!
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