I Got A Million On It

[Intro: Game] Ahh shit G-G-G-G-G ... G-G-G-G-Unit I thought all that beefin was over man Squashed it man, been there done that Somebody had to gon' on and f**k it up [Game] No more Bleek and Buddens I was hopin' for silence Till the little sleeping beauty, went and woke the giant This little bitch from The Luniz want beef he liein' So I called E-40, and tried to seize the violence I got niggaz on the island, for puttin' in stainless work With vaseline on they palms, gettin' ready to +Bang Em Smurf+ (you little bitch) I here him screamin' in Compton, sound like my bitch cummin' You wasn't never f**kin' with G-Unit, quit frontin' For domination be Lisa Leslie, a big woman With a nine on the back, I'm gonna catch that bitch runnin' Shove a .40 in his throat, now nigga spit somethin' And get lost boy, go visit your big cousin I got fish to fry, throw a line in the pacific With cocaine on the hook, for this +Luniz+ a*s nigga You a bitch, how you call your self the Ice Cream Man When Master P took your name and your ice cream van Made 500 million, that's your homey though Took your man hood, gave your shit to Lil'Romeo This nigga, 5 foot 2, talkin' that big shit You got +5 On It+? that money went to Chris Hicks Tryin' to diss Too for doin' his pimp shit Nigga you been gitten f**ked, swallowin' big d**ks Pac knew he was a pus*y, that's why he ran south Signed to Rap-A-Lot, they never put his a*s out Hid behind Lil' J, all the sudden you thugged out Ran back to the Bay, sleepin' on wannabe 'cause couch How you drop 5 albums, don't own one house Or get the boss to call me, Banks, and f**k out It's G-Unit bitch, let me show you what blood bout When my blood pressure rise, I bring the bloods out Put the barrell on his neck, blow his guts out (*gunshot) Now that's whats you call a +Yukmouth+ [Outro: Game] Yeah, you little faggot a*s bitch Yeah nigga, on the motherf**kin' internet with that faggot a*s footage nigga You little bitch a*s nigga, Domination, nigga I'll put braids in your hair motherf**ker See how you like when it's motherf**kin' 50 Cal, nigga Blow your motherf**kin' brains out nigga, i'll braid your hair you little bitch Back to you nigga, nigga with the dreads, you f**kin Jafakin Motherf**kin' faggot a*s nigga Yeah I seen you in the club nigga, asked you did you had beef with G-Unit nigga Nigga you ain't say shit nigga "That ain't me man, that was C-Bo, man, this Regime, this Regime, man, Bay area, Bay area" Man i'll beat the shit out you, you f**kin little punk And when I catch you nigga, you gonna need Dr.Dre to get my motherf**kin' G-6 out you a*s You bitch, you faggot a*s nigga, and don't try to turn the Bay 'gainst me nigga I got niggaz in your town that will f**k you up Vallejo, Filmoe, San Fransico, Sac-town, Oakland Compton's most nigga G-G-G-G .. G-G-G-G-Unit Thought I was done huh? you little bitch I ain't finished with yo' a*s yet nigga, when I see you I'ma beat the shit outta you nigga To a motherf**kin' pulp, on camera nigga Since you like playin' with little camcorders and shit you motherf**kin faggot And I got a mill on that, what the f**k is 5 dollars nigga G-G-G-G-G-Unit