Hoova They tell me see careful good, 'cause niggas wanna see like you They ain't used to a G like you, blam They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit
[50 Cent - Talking] Yeah, niggas talking all that gangsta shit Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood, you know what I mean? Fucking head blown
Tradução: G-Unit. Gangsta Shit.
Heard you hidin' in the big apple Better keep hidin' for them Puerto Ricans kidnap you 9-3 gangsta ties Haitans down in Miami (zoe gang!) yeah, them Haitins
replay Not the instant replay I mean the machine that G-Unit use every time 50 on stage singing like Bitches only for your shit just a lil bit Niggaz only for your shit
out (G-Unot!) [Chorus - The Game] Bitches only feel ya shit just a 'lil bit Niggaz only feel ya shit just a 'lil bit The hood only feel ya shit just
you Niggas how I move (Move Echo) 50 aint gangsta Lloyd Banks aint gangsta Yayo aint gangsta Young Buck you know you aint gangsta [Phat Rat: talks] G-G-G-G-G
so its g-g-g-unot Here come the G-Unit Crips, call the cops Here come the G-Unit Crips, call the cops Here come the G-Unit Crips, call the cops Nigga
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
breath Cuz that G-Unit shit ain't gonna last You could sign Jesus Christ, he couldn't save your ass [Chorus: x2] I told you not to fuck with my gangsta
Bandana) [Outro:] Yeah Mother Fuckers Chuck Taylor O You Thought I Forgot About That Alias Huh Im Going Back To My Roots G-Unit Is Dead As A Staff
bounce off the flo' - You ain't know? (I can take you hiyaaaah) It's the motherfuckin chronic nigga thats whatsup - roll that blunt (I can take you hiyaaaah) G-Unit
you Niggas how I move (Move Echo) 50 aint gangsta Lloyd Banks aint gangsta Yayo aint gangsta Young Buck you know you aint gangsta (Phat Rat talks) G-G-G-G-G
big city of dreams, I got my L.A Dodger fitted on im doin my thing, Got me fuckin wit G-Unit you kno the drama that bring, I got niggas in Westside Compton
here I, come Compton, unh Dre found me in the, slums Sellin that skunk, one hand on my gun I was sellin rocks when Master P was sayin "Unnnh" Buck pass the blunt These G-Unit
1 - The Game] Me and Marshall ain't start shit they listen to our shit They talk shit about us but that shit is foul when I'm tryna feed my son and drop
that your man wont do Im from the hood, so i know how to handle you Keep you in pink rocks and g-unit canvas shoes Show you how to gangsta lean when the
