Yea
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo

Yea
Niggas salute me
Uh huh

We takin over this shit

(50 Cent)

Yo

G Unit

G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

Whatcha say whatcha say?

G Unit solider
(gun cocks)
Ride out

Yea
Yea
I'm from the hood where the drop-outs is bangin' for the feelin'
For houses wit T-V's hangin' from the ceilin' (Lloyd Banks)
We gamble on ball courts
Keep the paint peelin'
You either play ball or rap if you ain't dealin'
I'm stuck in the past
Shit changed since the 80s (What)
I know ladies, that got babies wit babies
Out here its basketball and speedbags
And guns that'll stiffin' you up like freeze tag

You can talk tough to them cowards that you pick on and beat up
And walk around town wit your whole fuckin' re-up (Yayo)
Flashin' singles, wit the 20s on top
While I'm ridin' on 20s in the juky drop top
So never show love wit ya left hand
You'll lose 5 liters of blood a thug's a dead man (come on)

(50 Cent)
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

G Unit solider
(gun cocks)
Ride out

(Tony Yayo)
Home of the new right here

(50 Cent)
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

Nigga
Nigga
Niggas know I'm hot
But my ice cold enough to freeze whole towns (uhh)
Still follow the code Gs up hoes down (come on)
I see you ballin' and ya rocks is chilly
Now my G Unit niggas dont ride bikes
Don't pop-a-wheelie (blaadt)
I ain't straight I'm livin' where its hot and sandy
And the Benz's complexion is cotton candy
I bounced up, that's the best part
You niggas don't know what pain is
The only scar on ya body's a stretch mark (stretch mark)

Keep ya mouth shut, and keep ya ears open
Cause it's liver than P-89s when we approachin' (what else)
Listen homie
We got A-K's and Remintons
For niggas in the hood playin' cowboys and Indians
Ladies and gentleman we was born to ball
So if you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall
Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night
She got a georgeous neck the way she toss this dick

(50 Cent)
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

50 whatcha say?

(50 Cent)
G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
Ride out

(Lloyd Banks talking over beat)
Yea, G Unit man,
We runnin' the streets man
We takin' this rap shit over man
This serious man its more then rap nigga
Mention this nigga 50 name nigga
I'm blowin niggas brains out nigga
Thats my nigga right there
Yea, it ain't a game no more
Tony Yayo, Lloyd Banks
Same go for them nigga
Blow ya fuckin' head off nigga
G Unit klick
My nigga Proav L
Yea, he, the whole fuckin' hood
134 nigga
We got yall nigga
Yea, uh, uh


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