get shot the fuck up G-unit nigga what, get shot the fuck up Go 'head try ya luck, get shot the fuck up Keep thinkin its a game, get shot the fuck up
Tradução: G-Unit. Recibir un disparo de una puta vez.
Tony Yayo: Guns a place up Gimme dat pen and dat Jacob One false move you get spread out I?m in dat Range truck Timmy got me fuckin? blinged up Last
bodies, who gonna pick them up We just shot the corner Who gonna drive the truck Fuck the whole G-Unit who lied to Buck Fuck Spider too, now that's for
the west Don The next one, the kick his fuckin feet up Puffin on chiefa Niggas give me the chills I pick the heat up Im scared of who, you? Fuck no I
did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his Cause Bloods gonna get ya Bloods, Bloods gonna get ya for that Shadyville chain That 380 spill brains, when I pop shots
nigga, Might as well paint his face. And that's how I get, (down, down) Fuck G-Unit nigga i'm not (down, oooh well) Used to ride wit' em', Slice up
up work when I put Yayo in the bag Fuck is you rhyming about? You 30, just getting in the game, you should be trying to get out You it's drama when the llama get
G-G-G-G-G-you niggaz ain't shit, bitch-ass niggaz I told you this shit was real nigga This is Fat Rat nigga, motherfucker All you get up on there and
Beenz And Break Em Out Show These Young Dummies What Beefin All About First Buddens Den Bleek Den The Whole G-Unit Thats The Staff Record Lable And The Fuckin
for real motherfuck the fame Nigga I'ma get mine You can hate it or love it but it's a thin line Between G-Unot and G-Unit Nigga talk shit catch one in
came up Young Buck, Olivia ain't safe I'm riding through your neighborhood with my stainless Yayo, I'm Outside your place If I can't get you I'm fucking
Young Menace, and the Game (Hahaha, yeah) Stackin chips, G-Unit (Chuck Taylor) Doublin down on who? (Compton's young guns) Sacramenton's finest (Who fuckin
Chea Im A Gangbanger Don't Get It Fucked Up You Aint Never Bang, You Aint Never Laces Chucks Up So How The Fuck You Gon Criticize Me I Aint The Reason
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
get hard when these bitches see my car in the streets I can't even take my son to cop them G-Unit sneaks [Chorus] So I'm gone bitch We ain't goin no
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 and
did Get a gun or ask 50's police to use his Cuz Bloods gonna get ya Bloods, Bloods gonna get ya for that Shadyville chain That 380 spill brains, when I pop shots
