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Titre:G-Unit
 
Date d'ajout:18/10/2007
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Paroles:[50 Cent]



Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...

G G G G G-Unit! Haha!





[Young Buc]



Vacate your home I come to break your bones

Americas nightmare

we at it again

A desert eagle and a black mack 10

And never know what happened

When

we come through them cowards dont want none

They screamin’ that they murderer’s

but walkin' with no guns

Come here nigga don’t wanna die where your standin'

See im

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 gunna 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 fiends 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.



[Chorus]



We got action where you

don't

Show up places where you won't

G-Unit, [50 Cent] G-G-G-G, G-Unit



[50 Cent]





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 nono 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' im holdin'

20 inches spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin'



Gain's his masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin'

Drop top glock cocked ready for the drama



Pistol's pop cop shot i'm heavy with them llama's

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 artist's

My bitch is like a goddess

When paparazzi

spot us

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



[Chorus]





[Lloyd Banks]



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 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

Niggas 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 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 niggas ain't

gettin over

G-U-NIT



[Chorus]
 
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Les paroles de l'artiste: G-Unit

1.   Lay Your Ass Down
2.   After My Chedda
3.   G-Unit
4.   Eye for eye
5.   Gd Up
6.   Groupie love
7.   P.I.M.P (remix)
8.   My buddy
9.   Baby you got
10.   Gangsta Shit
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