Yeah, G-G-G-G-G-Unit! (G-Unit!)

Ha ha...



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It's easy to see when you look at me

If you look closely, 50 don't back down

Everywhere I go both coast with toast

Eastside, Westside, I hold that mack down

Every little nigga you see around me

Hold a gun big enough to fucking hold Shaq down

Next time you in the hood and see an ol' G

You ask about me, the young boy don't back down



Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid

Must decease existin, little nigga, now listen

Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin

Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin erase them

Your succes is not enough, you wanna be hard

Knowing that, if you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard

Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle

I eat ya for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace

and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would

Sell his soul for cheap, trade like to be Suge

You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood

Maybe I'm so disrespectfull cuz to me you're a mistery

I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history

Never poked nothing, never popped nothing, nigga stop frontin

Jay put you on, X made you hot

Now you run around like you some big shot

ha, ha pussy..



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