P-p-p-p Unit You pussy ass nigga! P-p-p-p Unit You pussy ass nigga! P-p-p-p Unit You pussy ass nigga!
Who the snitch? You the snitch Who the bitch? You the bitch
Look, get ya mask took off When I blast four off Pump the shotty Throw your body Where the grass grow tall Jeah, I'm like tango for the cash Orange Jag Looking like a mango when it pass With the tato on the mack I ain't talking 'bout bagging up work when I put Yayo in the bag Fuck is you rhyming about? You 30, just getting in the game, you should be trying to get out You it's drama when the llama get out Pull and spit the lead Bullets hit your head Then your mind'll sit out By the time they find this shit out I'm in a different state In a different zip, different whip, different plates Wait! I put the heater to your head You G Unit Ninja Turtles cause your leader is rat Scrat! It's simple as 1,2,3 You lames Wanna get at Game You gotta come through me
Tony Yayo Get out the way ho Lloyd Banks just got shot Technique pass the mack And aim it at Curtis Jack You ain't right Trying to be Frank White You getting smacked Little accident murderer I just now heard of ya And the next time you disrespect the west, E serving ya Yayo You better lay low Cause the M.O.B. got some killers on the payroll I put a million dollar hit on you snitches Show you why we call ourselves Money Over Bitches
I got a clip full of poison bananas And some cold hard killers from Compton (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Philly (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Long Beach (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from L.A. (here monkey, monkey)
Olivia, get back in the car 'Fore I smack you like 50 did Fredo Starr And he picking on lil niggas Is it me or is it every video, Curtis Jackson get a lil bigger? Nigga using that muscle enhancement All I need is a couple dumbells and a sandwich Fuck holding a conference I'll run to Violator, hold Chris Lighty for hostage Cause Banks doing gay porn, come out the closet! Either that or I'mma knock Chris Lighty unconsciencious Cut all the non-sense You was PC'd up Hit the bricks, rapping 'bout the corner like you Common Talk of New York? You Jorge Pasada I throw 'em, you catch 'em, that's not a threat, that's a promise You did 6 months, now you a convict? I accepted your phones calls now you got me on some wild shit Judge said, "Time spent" Now you can get it from the same gun homicide dropped five dimes with And next time you try to kiss me on the cheek You won't be alive long enough to put out my heat
Welcome to the west, let me show you what hood like My niggas down to sit on death row and ain't fucking with Suge Knight Tag your left toes, wish you niggas a good night Rock-a-by baby Chrome .380 Screaming, "Ready to die" Them niggas ain't crazy On the black wall on the mini street that they can't be A pine box plenty of leg room Game, hit me, we're watching X's rented in Cancun I'm look at the two like, "The nerve of this damn dude" Pointing a beam at him, locating his next wound Talk to my heat Chi-Chi get the Yayo Replace that G Unit bandana with a halo
