[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
[Tony Yayo] I got a rifle with a scope in the trunk of the Viper So I shoot off the roof like the D.C. sniper I just bought a Bezzle, and a brand new piece And a level two vest and a brand new piece Y'all hip hop niggaz don't want no beef Y'all get shot and rat to the hip hop police Nigga two guns up, I run up in ya label Why your guns in the house like a couch potato
[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
[Lloyd Banks] These hoes want me stop, but this is the worst part I was born with this game like birth marks I don't trip, but I'ma get a little watch from my modelin' chick Cause she spent a lot of time on my dick I get a new fan every single time that I spit Green, blue Ben' lovin' every diamond I get Fast and fury in the Red Rove' cause my bred folds Beef, I hit your necklace turn your jewelry into red gold
[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
[50 Cent] I'm from the bottom man niggaz know I came up hard I got a temper man I'm looking for some shit to start Man my tax bracket change, I'm sittin' on some change Yo hoes man they changed they don't treat me the same It's not my looks that's got me all up in them drawers It's the new M3 with the Lamborghini doors Man them D's they dun turned them dogs into dope fiends They smell a leak in my clothes so they barkin' at me, WHOA
Yeah, that's gon have to be good enough I lost a friend tonight Jam Master Jay, rest in peace I send my love to his family, 50 Cent y'all
[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
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[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
[Tony Yayo] I got a rifle with a scope in the trunk of the Viper So I shoot off the roof like the D.C. sniper I just bought a Bezzle, and a brand new piece And a level two vest and a brand new piece Y'all hip hop niggaz don't want no beef Y'all get shot and rat to the hip hop police Nigga two guns up, I run up in ya label Why your guns in the house like a couch potato
[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
[Lloyd Banks] These hoes want me stop, but this is the worst part I was born with this game like birth marks I don't trip, but I'ma get a little watch from my modelin' chick Cause she spent a lot of time on my dick I get a new fan every single time that I spit Green, blue Ben' lovin' every diamond I get Fast and fury in the Red Rove' cause my bred folds Beef, I hit your necklace turn your jewelry into red gold
[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
[50 Cent] I'm from the bottom man niggaz know I came up hard I got a temper man I'm looking for some shit to start Man my tax bracket change, I'm sittin' on some change Yo hoes man they changed they don't treat me the same It's not my looks that's got me all up in them drawers It's the new M3 with the Lamborghini doors Man them D's they dun turned them dogs into dope fiends They smell a leak in my clothes so they barkin' at me, WHOA
Yeah, that's gon have to be good enough I lost a friend tonight Jam Master Jay, rest in peace I send my love to his family, 50 Cent y'all
[50 Cent] I stay gangsta'd up, niggaz ain't got shit on me And I stay wit my gat in case I gotta pop somebody G-Unit clique, you're blind if you can't see That, we run the streets, nigga you better ask somebody
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