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G-Unit歌词
  • 歌手:G-Unit
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    Lyrics:
    Artist: G-Unit
    Album: Beg for Mercy
    Song: G-Unit
    [50 Cent]
    Yeah!
    50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
    G-g-g-g-g-Unit!
    Hahahah
    [Verse 1 - Young Buck]
    Vacate ya home, I come to break ya bones
    America's nightmare (yeah!), we at it again (c'mon)
    A Desert Eagle and a black mac-10
    They'll never know what ha-penned
    When we come through, them cowards don't want none
    They screamin that they murderers but walkin with no guns
    C'mere nigga, don't run and die where you standin
    See I'm holdin on this cannon and your life I'm demandin
    Put the pipes at your melon and brain's on the pavement
    These niggaz is talkin, thinkin security gon' save them
    Ain't no-body gonna speak when homicide pay a visit
    Look you right in the eye and tell you "We don't know who did it"
    Corrupting my street corner by shootin' at the police
    The fiend's up all night, and the neighbors gettin no sleep
    You better get used to it, you know how we do it
    Shady/Aftermath, Interscope and G-Unit
    [Chorus] *sung* {50 Cent}
    We got action where you don't
    Show up places where you won't
    G-Unit! G-Unit! {G-g-g-g-g-Unit!}
    (Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-Uuuu-oooo-Nit!)
    [Verse 2 - 50 Cent]
    Now I told y'all on my first Dre joint - I am lo=co
    Better than so-so, game's in the chokehold
    Dissin me's a no-no, I perfected the slow flow
    In D.C. they dance the go-go, in LA they ride on lo-lo's
    G-Unit in the house, oh no
    You ain't ready, it's heavy, '65 Chevy
    Old-school rollin, I'm holdin
    Twenty inches spinnin from the beginnin, we winnin
    Gained this masculinity pimpin we not pretendin
    Drop-top, glock cocked, ready for the drama
    Pistols pop, cop shot, I'm heavy with them llamas
    Non-stop, make it hot, we on top regardless
    You can be the hardest, we'll just be the smartest
    I warn you not to start us, we not your average artists
    My bitch is like a Goddess, when paparazzi spot us
    It's flick after flick, same old shit that I kick
    Hah hah!
    [Chorus]
    [verse 3 - Lloyd Banks]
    Guess who's back motherfucker - gun and a clip
    Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin they lip
    You can try any one of my shoes on - none of 'em fit
    Ya hundreds is shorter, I tell ya pops his son is a daughter
    All I need is some cigars and a quarter
    A couple cars and a lawyer
    Comin 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 afford it cuz
    G-Unit's poppin and we perform in all the clubs
    Niggaz be shovin and pushin now someone is gushin surprise
    She's givin up the buns on the cushion, Sweatin and screamin
    Suckin' me off the rest of the evenin and I'm leavin
    On to the next city
    Stash box in the bus so I can bring them tecs with me
    I gotta focus, I'm gettin older
    You niggas ain't gettin over
    G-Unit!
    [Chorus]
    High-tech, niggaz
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