[50 Cent] Ga ga G-Unit! (body) haha, yo, yo I need no introduction, everybody (body) Heard of 50 Cent, and heard of G-Unit I'm not Hi-Tek and I'm not
Vertaling: G-Unit. Ems.
the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O.G.'s got something to give That's love, black on black, that's how they made it
bach Your Beethoven, your Brahms Here in America you've got your Fred McDowell Your Irving Berlin, your Glenn Miller and your Booker T & The M.G.'s
let's change the world And let's change the world (World) Let's change the world (World) Let's change the world Let's change the world Let's change
'm reachin high up above Lord, let your blessings begin [Hook-Bizzy 4x] And let's change the world, and let's change the world [Flesh Bone] It got
some unfinsihed business So won't ya's come up with me K, bring the P-U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 'Cause there's this gang all down the way We gotta
bloody bloody, mess, I'm servin' you none the less [Unverified] that crazy muthafucka From the world's most dangerous group Mo thugs nation, [unverified] on your life That's absolutely what I'm
Move on over, I done told ya, boy I'm a G-Unit motherfuckin' soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in your brain The gate's wide open and the dog's off
turn the key over Pirelli's on the street rolling like a steam roller Bitche's double team when I have my sleep over's Yeah, Re-Up gang with the G-Unit
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
[Intro: 50 Cent] It's 50, It's the Unit, that means it's money, ha ha [Chorus: 50 Cent] Nah nigga I don't know, I don't know who got you I don't know
t the same man Flyin' by the sky like Starscream T.B.S. & G-Unit! Fuck all the niggas on his team My money ain't over! Check it! T.B.S. Generals and G-Unit
Yeah, niggaz it's 2006 And I'm back in this bitch G-Unit When I come through I'm comfortable 49's 45's a pump or two We don't permit outsiders amongst
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
man dem It's alright man dem To the AR fam that's my man dem See us cool suppose it's all love But hold on a second, yo I'm all for dem man dem They
L-double-O-D Been on songs with S-N-double-O-P Inside a Ferrari with the D-R-E Run up I let it sing like Nate D-O-double-G Walk through 8 Mile, G-Unit's
