flip yaha iam bout that that I-95 trip iam bout that ridin witta full clip yaha iam bout that front on me wanna tell that d's yaha i doubt that i put
Bitches gon love to doubt me (fuck em, yeah) I'm livin bout it bout it (bout it) Nigga this, nigga that, we do this, we do that Talkin' that shit'll get
n-gga get rich, what you think I'ma get? We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my bitch
it sound like when I'm rockin' four in the morning Shit slow down, I'm just f-cking with you I'm ghetto, I'm ghetto like a muthaf-cker, ha ha Eh, a n
fishes Man, this shit is fucking ridiculous Fucking ridiculous How should I begin this? I'm just so offended How am I even mentioned by all these fuckin' beginners? I'm so appalled, I
Randy ass was there, now he runnin' scared Some say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say I'm what the hood made me Now, I can stunt
, all in your chest or inhale it all in your nose Cops don't know about this Method but smell it all in his clothes Yup, I'm still intact, how real is that, I'm
la, la, la) In the middle of the summer or even twenty below I'm a bad muthafucka, I'm way to fuckin' cold Let me tell you what they say, when I'm pullin
twelve to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time for sittin in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit
to get in yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time for sittin' in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit
to put down twelve fo' gettin' yo' ass Listen, keep it far away from me I ain't got time for sittin' in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit
him Back block nigga, I get it and I'm good I'm hood, living life like you should I'm a G-Unit nigga, that means I don't play by the rules But I could
live like that I just saw the dealer and I'm goin' right back Stashin' my g*** 'cause I know they might rat I'm doin my thang, G-Unit's my gang Uh, I'm
your blather out your back Take that, I'll show you n****z how to rap I'm c****, that's snowy white p***** on the track I told 50 I was going to take
in your ear You lookin' bubbly, I mean lovely, hug me I was right, your bubbly How you like the joint that's fluctuatin' JBLs (uh that's nice) That's
G-Unit Cracks by the grand an hour, that's a G-Unit Like Ciara when I get in her goodies 'Cause I'm Jazzy like Pha with a tank in the Hoody, I'm like
don't me go back And clap, clap at yo do' Matt like nigga hold that There's no feelings I'm feelin' 'cause when I'm feelin' I'm killin' the Motherfucker
with ten man dem Always chatting 'bout len man dem End up stuck in the ends man dem That's dem man dem, that's some sad man dem 'Cause I'm listening
