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[50 - Verse 1]
Y'all spend too much time watchin' flicks
Who you wanna be? Montana n shit?
Well you can start, right his ass get hit
So when I up you can see the shotgun spit
roof go down, Lam doors go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' up?
Nigga knick pattywack, give a dog a bone
Im down to sell crack got a fiends home
God bless the child a flawless flow
Say a nigga the talent to push blow
like a pimp watch a hoe, I the grams go
Watch the pussy grow, straight cash
im a hundred time bigger than Preme in his
100 mill in my and Im still on the grind
When you in my clique, its hard to shine
I mean like this is so hard to find
G-Unit!

[Tony Yayo - 2]
I don't dream now i'm livin, Im out to get it
My an AK can hit it
Im a rap tycoon, I was fly in the
So Im gettin ass a public bathroom
I went Rikers Island, to shows at the garden
Automatic startin' in the drop got your bitch fartin
My album about to drop in 7
But I poke a rapper at the VMA's
in a gram, PO's be my fans
That's why I'm doin shows in Japan
I got Gats from the future, see-through
So when my bullets the chamber I can see you run
Nigga I flip my advance I ran through it
'cause that money turn haters into that fluid
My dope be a 8, a 1 to 10
Keepin in a place from Uncle Ben

Mase - Verse 3]
You know you messin' with a nigga that do for a livin'
Put two in the street while two in the kitchen
Put guns in niggaz like "Who's u dissin'?"
We give for they who u was missin, nigga
You can either a gun at the chain, or one at the brain
I have back of the church, hummin' ya name
Even then I it's like cheat my men
Watch God the sky to come and greet my men
I pop niggas in the chest they breathe again
Route 20 in the see the streets again
a man tryna wake up who cant wake up?
Back guards face up with kinds of make up
'cause eveyrtime I run, scream, pop a
I hear a scream "Please not my baby!"
Quick as I see its you, will hit you, boy
Your nobody so no one will you
Queens start to kickin' its too to get through
Leave a leakin' like an Indian ritual
Who wanna run up on me they get known
I blackout snatch your chrome clique
Leavin' jail in '91, made Im
Move Pow-Fu like a atonement
Raised in, caged in, let my ways
Face up like a Saudi Arabian

[Young Buck - 4]
A country still lookin' for a New York hoe
About to kill these niggas with this New York
Say one nigga name you gon' go
You in that Hot97 so New York
I use to to Jada I've never listened to Joe
I tell ya how now one of his verses go
Styles and Sheek out, doin promo
I was like "What Up?" and they was "Uh-Oh!"
I aint just get cold, see my been hot
50 give me the word, niggas have been pop
Fuck a interview nigga I get into you
Enough hearin' 'bout what you finna do

[Prodigy - 5]
at its best, this is rap at its finest
You can see my verse, if you the blindest
My raps is vivid, ya I hit it
All ready, yeah that's right is spaghetti
Head mob niggas, my gun niggas
Go 'head and shoot, my nuke niggas
When I let off the whole Earth feel the
I mix CD's and treat 'em like shit
Our albums, we treat 'em like the elections
On our champagne livin' up dresses
On the dance the Hennessee it flow
When you fuck with G-Unit then you gon' fuckin'
When you fuck with Mobb Deep, bring some fuckin' hoes
'cause its a gang of us and we to go
after the party after the party we get so drunk
We all about the next day hun

[Havoc - 6]
Get it don, AK-filled
Get mouth blown off like the hand that feeds you
Yeah little motherfucker put the in diesel
G-Unit Game Over this is only a
Niggas shittin' on theyself gotta in the huggy
The coke in the pot rise to the top dougy
Got chicks with a ass like Buffy, yes trust me
Plays fuck me, 'em out when they try to get touchy
QB/Southside, if you wanted to
Man man is hot, you dont wanna get next to
Like 50's is mine and mine is his
See serious, motherfuckin ask them kids
Niggas on the streets, scared to death to bid
anything that stay from the bottles and cuffs, nigga butt

[Billy - Verse 7]
You about to an M.O.P thug out
And for you niggas hatin' listen to the sounds of the Unit my ass with your tongue out, nigga
Fuck a warden I ring bells a doorman
So all you motherfuckers it easy like sunday mornin (Get 'em up!)
Put 'em up, wrap ya hand or up
Ground we never ran never will we fuck 'em up
Dude you gonna get your ass banged with that homie Lloyd Banks
Wild gun what the fuck y'all think..

[Lloyd - Verse 8]
Niggas aint got nuttin' on me, everybody that
Niggas run up on a V, everybody gon'
And if he what he say, n everybody gon rats
Just rat, and catch your little body all
Matter'fact, I dont hang out with no lobby for (Nah)
The gun swallow me off Bacardi and Yack
Im in the club the snub, this the part of the track
A stray from the K take a part of ya hat
Im gettin cake like you believe but im accepted
By mainstream and good in the piece
Now niggaz wanna all greasy (why)
they aint used to open up for me in New York on tv (Ya know)
Skip all chatter, and off Eazy
A milly will make body looker look all measly
Ya bitch spotted me on the and Im low-low
Damn near broke a for a photo
I aint ridin' around with a Dodo a No-No
taught me better than that you go to go home
Look at me now, a product of
I watch the way I gotta decide a me
The 'hoods fulla hurt but was a robbery
Critics owe me an apologee, Im
A sixteen from the lottery
My keep guns, thats one of the things I gotta be
Im wrapped up in a dome shit, cause nigga got all of beef they want ya to come get
Im 2 steppin' with my weapon, cause they check 'em up
I know niggas from there and they dont check us
All of the niggas was fans when I met 'em, just in the wind for niggas to come and get 'em
On my next album, Im'a have some fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all around so forget 'em
Envy, cause I got the 'hood in a frenzy
And I smooth with the wooden Benzy
Blend in, will body ya for a pen
need food, baby momma need fin
You know me, New cap on
whip that I got off a rap song
Im the fan the illegal strap on
n a wife beater n black on
Its on!

[50 talking..]
Wassup? the kid 50 Cent man
Its down, ya heard me?
Niggas got me mad, ya talk, ya got me all fucked up..
Im finna few of you mother fuckers man..
Know what Im Watch ya niggas say somethin' smart out ya mouth, boy
You better stop usin' ya mouth, before I you NOT be able to use ya mouth Mother fucker!