"What Up Gangsta? (Feat. G-Unit)" as written by Curtis James Jackson and Robert F. Tewlow....
G-Unit (Bo!) We in here (Bo!)
We can get the drama popping, we don't care (Bo! bo! bo!)
It's going down (Bo!) Cause I'm around (Bo!)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down

What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

They say I walk around like got an S on my chest
Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down, like it's a sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya gun-butt ya or bump ya
You getting money? I can't get none with ya, then fuck ya
I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my shit, them they know me
I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what) the mack I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Jux me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, Breitling baguette bezel
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)

What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around

I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
In December I'll make your block feel like summer
The rap critics say I can rhyme
The fiends say my dope is a nine, every chick I fuck with is a dime
I'm like Patti LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane or crutches
Industry hoes fuck us, in the hood they love us
Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new Chuckers

What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, Cuz? (What?)
What up, Blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around

We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around

We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around

We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
We don't play around


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"What Up Gangsta" as written by Robert F. Tewlow Curtis James Jackson

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    General CommentI can't believe no one has commented on this song. IT'S FUCKIN AWSOME!! This has to be my second favorite song on the album, but for a while it was my favorite cause the beat was taking care of business. This song is pure genius. "Chokes me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard" Favorite line.
    Onion Soupon October 31, 2004   Link
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    General Commentyah this song rules!!!! especially the "we dont play dat..we dont play around" part!!
    graciegrl15on June 07, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General Commenti dont understand why this shit is on SONG MEANINGS
    rap has no meaning.
    actually, yes.
    sex money and more sex.
    xblink_theusedxon June 07, 2005   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThis song is about being a violent cocksucker of a drug dealer. Lovely!
    NPerezon October 28, 2005   Link
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    General CommentI cum blood all over your mother's corpse on a daily basis for writing such utter crap "50 cent". Now go die.
    phatt321on December 18, 2005   Link
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    General Commentlmao. hehehehehe

    xblink theusedx I agree with you, you cant get anymore shallow or disrespectful than 50 cent.

    And if you think this song is awsome, you're a chav and have nothing to do or noone better to be than copy your friends, mixing reality with fantasy isnt good kids.
    Randomhugson March 22, 2006   Link
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    General Commentlol, yes overflowing...the world is already over populated because Chav sluts cannot keep their dirty knickers on...so they die as a result of unprotected sex with starngers :)
    Randomhugson March 24, 2006   Link
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    General Commentlol...hehehheheehehehehe
    Totally irrelavent but *pokes ButNeverOutgunned's tummy*
    Randomhugson March 25, 2006   Link
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    General CommentYep *grins and pokes ButNeverOutgunned's tummy again*

    Something else that is funny, is walking down the street with your mates...and having old ladies cross the road as soon as you approach
    Randomhugson March 27, 2006   Link
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    General CommentNah...you dont look like one or have an aura of one...she was probs just scared of you because you were smirking and happened to be walking the same way...

    Hehe, its funny though the other day I came outta my house and there were this old couple across the stree, I had to cross the stree to walk to the bus stop and they started walking away and she was clinging to him...So I smirked...it was funny though...I like scaring old people...

    This old woman once spoke to me because I was wearing a dress my friend had given me as a pressie, its a long black one, Ill go to details later anyway this woman was like "You're the one who is always with that tall boy" I was like which tall boy, I know alot of tall boys, and she gave a description and I was like yeah thts my bf mam, and she told me tht god would punish me so I said out loud "no he wont, ive done my good deed for the day Ive spoken to an old woman"
    Randomhugson March 28, 2006   Link

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