ll make you happy and. [Chorus: Mary J. Blige] Ooh! (What you do to me) Ooh! (You're my everything) and Ooh! (I'm so glad I found you) Ooh! (I can't
Tradução: G-Unit. Ooh (Remix) Ft. Mary J. Blige.
m from Compton remember You gotta be out your motherfuckin mind Ask KaySlay, ask Clue, ask Whoo Kid, ask Funk Flex I'll murder anyone of you motherfuckin G-G-G-G-Unit
cowardly hearted, you couldn't make it on your own Fuck THE SOURCE, I'm on cover of Rolling Stone (YOU PUSSY!) [Chorus] G-G-G-G-Unit! [Chorus] [gunshot
: (feat. Eminem, Dr. Dre) [50] Sh-sh-sh-SHA-DY! Aftermath [Em] Ha ha, G-G-G-G, G-Unit! [50] Ha ha! (Ha ha) [Chorus: 50 + Eminem] Cause we came here
'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
bently come quick (Oh, shit) Now when you spit the kinda G I spit (Oh, shit) You can leave it to a three and shit (Oh, shit) [Chorus x2] Ooh this how
nine-six For you mindless, niggaz I smack spineless Or lay back like recliners, as inject jewels As flesh, moves, when in vaginas, oooh, oooh ooh ooh
: (feat. Eminem, 50 Cent) [50] Sh-sh-sh-SHA-DY! Aftermath [Em] Ha ha, G-G-G-G, G-Unit! [50] Ha ha! (Ha ha) [Chorus: 50 + Eminem] Cause we came here
: (feat. Dr. Dre, 50 Cent) [50 Cent] Sh-sh-sh-shady Aftermath, haha G-G-G-G-G-Unit!, haha [Chorus] Cause we came here to set this party off right Let
is packed with promise makers Never realized the precious time them bitch niggas is wastin Insitutionalize, my bitches bring me product by the bundles Hustle hard from the cell, G-Unit
: (feat. Dr. Dre, 50 Cent) [Intro- 50 Cent] Shady Aftermath G-Unit! [Chorus- Eminem] Cause we came here to set this party off Right let's bounce tonight
: (feat. G-Unit) [50 Cent] 50 Cent Mary J. Blige G-Unit! Baby let's shine where we can shine And ball where we can ball Sharin' sometime together we
: (featuring Stat Quo) [Young Buck:] G-Unit!!! [stat quo:] Gmm nigga [Young Buck:] Shady/aftermath in this bitch...ooh, Young Buck, stat quo [stat quo
bras and ran through they whole apartment (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Ooh, wee, ooh wee (La, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la) Ooh, wee, ooh
bombs on you niggaz, nothin' but dope rhymes I was coached by the O.G.'s, taught to stay low-key Now everybody know me, Mr. Fuck the Police Unite the
