G-Unit - G-Unit Lyrics
[50 Cent]Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...G G G G G-Unit! Haha![Young Buc]Vacate your home I come to brake your bonesAmericas nightmare we at it againA desert eagle and a black mack 10And neva know what happendWhen we come through them cowards dont want noneThey screamin at they murderas but walkin' with no gunsCome with me but dont run and die where your standin'See im holdin' on this cannon and your life i'm demandin'Put the pipe to your melon and your brains on the pavementThese niggaz is talkin' think that security gon save themNobody gon speak when homicide pay a visitLook you right in the eyes and tell ya "we don't know who did it"Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the policeThe feins up all night and the neighbours gettin' no sleepYou betta get used to it you know how we do itShady Aftermath Interscope and G-Unit.[Chorus]We got action when you don'tShow our faces when you won'tG-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit[50 Cent]Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am LocoBetta than soso the games in the choke holdDisney's is a nono I perfected the slow flowIn D.C. they dance the gogoIn L.A.they ride on lolo'sG-Unit in the house, oh noYou ain't ready it's heavy65 chevyOld school rollin' im holdin'20 inches spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin'Gain's his masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin'Drop top glock ***** ready for the dramaPistol's pop cop shot i'm heavy with them laama'sNon-stop make it hot we the top regardlessYou can be the hardestWe'll just be the smartestI warn you not to start usWe're not you average artist'sMy ***** is like a goddessWhen paparazzi spot usCause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick, haha![Chorus][Lloyd Banks]Guess who's back motha*****er gun in the clipReady to smack up on these suckas that's runnin' they lipYou can try any one of my shoes on none of em fitYour hundreds are shorter I'll your pops his son is a daughterAll I need is some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyerKinda packin' a ***** and i'll be back with a hitI'm that sick, Who the hell you thought it wasI got expensive habits I can't afford it causeG-Unit is poppin' and we performin' all the clubsNiggas be shovin' and pushin' as someone is gooshin' surpiseShe's givin' up the buns on her cushionSweatin' and screamin' suckin' me off the rest of the evenin'And i'm leavin', on to the next cityStashbox in the bus to I can bring the tex with meI gotta go cause i'm gettin' over you niggas ain't overG-U-NIT[Chorus]
