Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)

Ha ha...



[Chorus: 50 Cent]



It's easy to see when you look at me

If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN

Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast

Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN

Every little nigga you see around me

Hold a gun big enough to fuckin 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 success is not enough, you wanna be hard

Knowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard

Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle

I eatcha 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 his Knight to be Suge

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

Maybe I'm so disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery

I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history

Never sold nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin

Jay put you on, X made you hot

Now you run around like you some big shot

Ha, ha pussy...



[Chorus]



"This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?

How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"

That's Ja's lil punk ass thinkin out loud

Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down

I'm back in the game shawty, to Rule and conquer

You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster

I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers

All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers

It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the bac