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The G-Unit is your modern day N.W.A
You know I'm sayin'?
You got a group of niggas
You got Yayo
You know I'm sayin'?
He home now
You got Banks
He mixtape artist of the year
He killin' everything out there
You got Buck, the wild nigga from the south
Fittin' lyrical
You know I'm sayin'?
He lyrical
Like this nigga is amazing
This nigga Young Buck nigga is
They say God bless the child that can hold his own
And he who is loyal always live long
A real hood nigga gets money and gives back
So when I got money bitch I did just that
I put packs in the hands of the dope man
Put gats in the hands of my old friends
Listen when I tell ya, I didn't even really know Game
When I said his name on "Poppin' Them Thangs"
Yeah I got on all blue, that's how I do
Tomorrow it's all red, the Bloods love me too
I'm true, and every nigga 'round me know it
But you only hard when ya 'round ya boys
I knew when 50 gave you ya first watch
Wrote you ya first verse, bought you ya first drop
We ain't really need ya, homie ya know I'mma see ya
Don't ever bite the hand that feed ya
Ya bitch nigga
And then you got 50
This nigga killed the whole record label by they self
And the first time in rap history that some shit been done like that
This nigga did it
Now if it's beef, go ahead and let the war start
Do what you do best, have a change of heart
You a man with breasts, similar to a broad
You disrespected the West when they find out who you are
Do ya thug thang, spit ya 300 bars
But me and Banks garage makes up 300 cars
You not a soldier homeboy, you come from a strip club
Ya name was Doja I can show you the pictures Blood
The game is over, nigga change ya clothes
Look at ya, ya actin' like them video hoes
And I was on the phone when Spider Loc called ya
Ya punk ass said you ain't want no problems
Tried to diss Memph Bleek, throw lines at Jay
Had that ass apologizin' the very next day
Damn right radio gon' play my shit
I wonder what Trae gon' say 'bout this
Game over
This shit crazy
Ayo listen to this nigga man
Now I done seen that tough talk and swelled the violence
And that's why for so long, I done held my silence
But I'm from ECG Unit, I bangs the gang
And it's needless to say that I slangs them thangs
I got love for the West and I'm ashamed of Game
And not because his album was full of famous names
See I'm everything he wishin' he was
But he's nothin' like me
Can't you tell from all the dissin' he does
It be all about publicity buzz
'Cause when they meet in the club, he be all about the kisses and hugs
He threaten Yukmouth but Loc you ain't
Touch him one time when you seen him
And Joe Buddens was only punchlines
Out here we gangbang, known for heatin' up gats
That's that, not on the stage beatin' up rats
I don't hate him, it's just hard to understand the nigga
That 'posed to represent the riders but he ran from Jigga
This is what next we gon' do
On Game TV up next week we got uh
We got feet
I want you to get some feet
I want you to get some cute feet
G-Unit's in the house
I never woulda thought that I'd be in these videos
And gettin' down with niggas like 50 and you know I'm sayin'
Shakin' hands with these niggas that I consider to be legends
You know I'm sayin' like
This shit is just a dream come true man
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