Twinkies got your ass gettin' fat fat Them cookies got your ass gettin' fat fat That paint got your ass gettin' fat fat Bitch you grown, that ain't baby fat fat
Tradução: G-Unit. Perra gorda.
a peace treaty or go get some muscle Call the lighty brothers, call all your lil' flunkies Call the snitch hotline and get the G-Unit monkeys Call the
of Beef 3 I'm airing their ass out on DVD You wanna rhyme like Lloyd Banks repeat after me I'm a G-Unit toy soldier On Sesame street doing voice overs Bitch
to a bitch named Olivia who titties ain't real Now they all hidin behind the police shield [Chorus] [Outro] G-G-G-G-G-you niggaz ain't shit, bitch-ass
All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch My glock nine, my fo five My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch
G-Unit! G-Unit! G-Unit! G-Unit! (Shut the fuck up!) G-Unit! G-Unit! (Aww shit never mind its just the Ghost Unit, fucking faggots!!) G-Unit! G-Unit! G
me slay dem faggots. G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Hahahaha Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E, gone
world is my bitch, my bitch My glock nine, my fo five My shotgun, I'll kill you nigga All I need in this world is my bitch, my bitch My glock nine, my
a deal to a bitch named Olivia whose titties aint real. Now they all hiding behind the police shield [Chorus] [Outro] G-G-G-G-you niggas aint shit, bitch
thing DPG still poppin I got California Love fuckin bitches to that Pac shit And Westside Connection been had it locked bitch I'm in the rear view my
The Game] I told Dre from the gate, I carry the heat fo' ya First mixtape song, I inheirited beef fo' ya Gritted my teeth fo' ya, G-G-G'd fo ya Put Compton
taking Extasy Yeah Don't think I forgot about your fat ass though Irv Runnin' around takin' pictures like you Puff Daddy and the family mothafucka And that bitch Charli Baltimore bitch
day I wake up to play with a different bitch Bitches love me. (yeah!) - Just like I loooove me! (yeah, YEEEAH!) Fat bitch, skinny bitch, short bitch, tall bitch
's; yeah, I doubt that! I put the barrel in tha .5th in ya mouth, Jack! {50 Cent! } [gunshot] [beat stops] [Outro: 50 Cent] Whoooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! Damn! G-Unit Radio, G-Unit
shit bitch give me brain You know my name call me Bow .. Comin? bitches ain?t come easy My niggers shout my niggers cheer Six more ? bitch that?s the
cream Here to kill your whole scene and your motherfuckin team Little 'Mal, the raw dawg, I know you heard of me You probably know some bitch niggaz
