Woo
Yeah
G, G, G, G, G Unit
G Unit
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go...
East side, West side, I hold that down
Every little you see around me
Pull up big enough to the whole shack down
Next time you in the hood and see a OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't back down
Any living thing that cannot co-exist
With the kid must decease existing
Little now listen
Yeah
Your mammy, your pappy, that you chasing
Your little dirty ass kids, I'll burn the...
Your success is not enough
You wanna be hard?
Uh-huh
Yeah
But you get knocked, you get in the yard
Ah
You's a Pop Tart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
Ha ha ha
I eat you for breakfast and watch what's at stake for your necklace
And your boss is a, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life to be Suge
You can buy cars but can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful 'cause to me you're a mystery
I know from your hood, you have no history
Never poked nothing, never- Stop fronting
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you running round like you some big shot
Ha ha
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go...
East side, West side, I hold that down
Every little you see around me
Pull up big enough to the whole shack down
Next time you in the hood and see a OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't back down
The rap game is all now
What we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat, man?
50 Back around
That's Ja, little punk thinking out loud
South Side till I die, that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game, shorty, to rule and conquer
You sing for and sound like the Cookie Monster
I'm the hardest from New York
My flow is bonkers
All the other hard they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same in the background
You're never gonna sell Mitsubishi to a crack child
Them there just suck, they no good
I ain't never heard a say they like them in the hood
I'm back better than ever on top of my game
Even them country boys saying, "50, we feeling
You, mane." Now you stay the out of my zone
Out of my throne
I'm New York City's own bad guy
Bad guy
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't back down
Everywhere I go...
East side, West side, I hold that down
Every little you see around me
Pull up big enough to the whole shack down
Next time you in the hood and see a OG
You ask about me, the young boy don't back down
I ain't gonna tell nobody you
I ain't gonna tell nobody you getting extorted
Nah
G Unit
I've been patiently waiting to blow
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 50 Cent show
This is my life, my pain, my...
Now that I'm back you can't sleep
I'm a nightmare, huh?
You hired cops to hold you down 'cause you feared for your life
But you done heard about the I done bought, right?
I ain't going nowhere
I done told you
I'm a G Unit soldier
They're not gonna like you
I know
I know
G Unit
Oh no, he didn't say anything about Ja
Okay, Ja is my boo
Okay, Jeffrey Atkins ain't never hurt nobody
And y'all know, big things come in small packages
Holler
Now everything was cool until 50 Cent came back into the picture
They better not put they hands on Jeffrey
Okay, 'cause first of all, they do not
Know that I am a 12-degree pink belt
Okay, I will dice his up like a little piece of celery
Okay?
'Cause see, they don't know me
Delicious
Do they know me?
Okay, I thought so
'Cause you know I know karate
And I will see him and I will gently hit...
Comments (0)