G-Unit - G-Unit Lyrics

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Yeah 50 Cent Lloyd Banks Young Buck

G-G-G-Unit haha

Vacate your home I come to break your bones

America's nightmare we at it again

A desert eagle and a black mack 10

And never know what happened

When we come through them cowards don't want none

They screamin that they murderers but walkin' with no guns

Come here nigga dont wanna die where you're standin'

See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin'

Put the pipe to your melon and your brains on the pavement

These niggaz is talkin' thinkin security gonna save em

Nobody gon speak when homicide pay a visit

Look you right in the eyes and tell ya "We don't know who did it"

Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police

The fiend's up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep

You betta get used to it you know how we do it

Shady Aftermath Interscope and G-Unit

We got action where you don't

Show up places where you won't

G-Unit G-G-G-Unit

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Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am Loco

Betta than so so the games in the choke hold

Diss me is a no no I perfected the slow flow

In D.C. they dance the gogo in L.A.they ride on lolo's

G-Unit in the house oh no you ain't ready it's heavy

65 Chevy old school rollin' I'm holdin'

20 inches spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin'

Gains his masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin'

Drop top glock cocked ready for the drama

Pistol's pop cop shot I'm heavy with them llamas

Non-stop make it hot we on top regardless

You could be the hardest we'll just be the smartest

I warn you not to start us we're not your average artists

My bitch is like a goddess when paparazzi spot us

'Cause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick haha

We got action where you don't

Show up places where you won't

G-Unit G-G-G-Unit

Guess who's back mothafucker? Gun in the clip

Ready to smack up on these suckas that's runnin' they lip

You can try any one of my shoes on none of em fit

Your hundreds are shorter I'll tell your pops his son is a daughter

All I need is some cigars and a quarter a couple cars and a lawyer

Condom packin' a bitch and I'll be back with a hit

I'm that sick who the hell you thought it was?

I got expensive habits I can't afford it 'cuz

G-Unit is poppin' and we performin' all the clubs

Niggaz be shovin' and pushin' as someone is gooshin' surpise

She's givin' up the buns on her cushion

Sweatin' and screamin' suckin' me off the rest of the evenin'

And now I'm leavin' on to the next city

Stashbox in the bus so I can bring the techs with me

I gotta go 'cause I'm gettin' older you niggaz ain't gettin over G-Unit

We got action where you don't

Show up places where you won't

G-Unit G-G-G-Unit

Hot [Incomprehensible] niggaz

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