I'm a G (I'm a G) I'm a G (I'm a G) So what could it be (What could it be) Oh yeah I'm a G
But I'm a G (I'm a G) I'm a G (I'm a G) So what could it be (What could it be) Oh yeah I'm a G
But I?m a G (I?m a G) I?m a G (I?m a G) So what could it be (What could it be) Oh yeah I?m a G
Tradução: Lloyd. Estoy AG.
I?m a G (I?m a G) I?m a G (I?m a G) So what could it be (What could it be) Oh yeah I?m a G
with plans of getting me captured Even behind bars, I'm still gon' shine I'm 10 years younger than Yayo, I get out, I'm fine Then I go right back, nigga I
, Pat him down take his cake, He wanna be a clown nigga, Might as well paint his face. And that's how I get, (down, down) Fuck G-Unit nigga i'm not (
, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Long Beach (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from L.A
on me cause I'm doin my own thang I'm ain't Lloyd Banks bitch I don't share your brain I was in the fast lane before the G-Unit chain You was hatin on
Cent:] 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-
I made you I made you I made you I made you Mr. Potato Head I Made you Yes, I Made you Mr. Potato Head I Made you! I Made you I Made You! Mr. Potato Head
guts in a range And no more Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck in my lane I'm a hood nigga for real motherfuck the fame Nigga I'ma get mine You can
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
traded holy water for some Formula 50 Y'all niggaz come get me, I got a glock nine I'm a window shoppa cuz I ain't got drop a dime
I 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
