Tradução: Rob G. ¿Cómo les caigo ahora.
How you like me" "How you like me now, cause I'm real" "How you like me" "How you like me now, cause I'm real" "How you like me" "How you like me now,
utmost, I just wanna let you know, I'm paying homage cause you've paved the way for me, Yeah. See, Mary J. I want you to understand you paved the way (for me
cops Go 'head snitch on me, I'm raps MVP And I ain't goin no where so dey come and get me (x2) [Verse 2 - The Game] G-G-G-G-Unot! On the grill of my
break yo' jaw like I break the law, leave you all in all And the ride is so clean, you won't know what you saw I sit low with a tall can, in a brown bag
strapped like car seats Been bangin since my lil nigga Rob got killed for his Barkley's That's 10 years I told Pooh in 95' I'd kill you if you try me
Mad, fuck that! You know how we do. KnowhatI'msayin? Squad in effect, YG'z in effect. Now you know a nigga like me gotta represent) Verse Four: Live
: New York City... You are now rockin with 50 cent.. Are you ready? [Gun click] I said are you ready? See you wit me nigga? DROP DEAD. [mumbles:] Paid
Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain G-UNIT! We get it poppin in the hood G-UNIT! Muthafucka whuts good? I'm waitin on niggaz to act like
man handle Mariah like "Bitch get on the ground" You ain't with Tommy no more who gonna protect you now? I been skeamin on Tone and Poke since they found me
me) Lets get that money man (Lets get that money man) [50 Cent:] G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit G Unit G Unit UTP G Unit UTP G Unit UTP G Unit UTP
Let me show you how to greet me, when you meet me, when you see me If you real my nigga - you know how to holla: "G-Unit! " {SMOKED UP! } There's no competition
yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby
torked at chu Niggas who slippin I'm commin to get you die they flat on their backs collapsed perhaps You shoulda knew when you came threw You fucked
don't wanna be broke no more [Bizzy Bone] You ain't worthy, none of you niggas could stop me And none of you niggas could hurt me If worse come to worse
shotgun Now, how many niggas wanna roll with me? Y'all say you real, then we'll see Will you ride for me? Will you die for me? If I pop somebody,