[Intro: 50 Cent]
Ye….
Now you ain’t even gotta tell them who it is, I be like wussup it’s the kid, they know it’s me man. f___in kiddin me I run New York.

[Chorus: 50 Cent}
Ya’ll n____s know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Oh they say I’m a trouble maker, imma waste at some s___ right, You cut my strap homie n____s front imma get right, I don’t care if it’s broad day, or it’s night, I’mma bail money and my lawer fees I be alright, I ain’t no p____ I ain’t no punk n____s know bou’t me, and all my flows know the clothes and know the hoes I see, I move around it’s hot as hell I’m tryin to be low kee, cause every gangster in the hood f___in listen to me. And if I say I’m in my Bentley you could picture me ballin, but if I said that s___ last year you could picture it stallin, my dirty a__ clean now, I’m fresh out the hood, If you mags ain’t hookin your a__ ain’t…good, n____s ain’t neva did a thing for me, now they wanna hang with me, next thing you know they got they hands out, see me, I don’t play no games homie, I keep that thang on me, I lay a b____ n____ down.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll n____s know me, cause I do my thang man. You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Bridge: 50 Cent]
This is Benzes, BM’s and Bentley’s, back to back, when we come through, Palmer’s, Ranges, Denali’s, Escalades you know how we do. G-UNIT!

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
You f___in right a n____ still in the hood call me they say that the feds want me but they gotta come and get me we aim for the head homie pistol grip pumps with the rubber grips pop t’ill it stop, then slide in another clip burnin down the block you don’t know who you f___in with until you get shot, see buck is on some other s___ I keep a desert eagle in my reagle just for a b____.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll n____s know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Verse 3: Spider Loc]
Now tell these n____s to make room, clear the path whoever stand in my way they do I might do a year and a half, for stabbin a b____, when I’d rather be in my lab stabbin a b____ diggin her out then I’m kickin her out, I gots the best work on the block, this is just a sample I’m givin out, once they get a taste they gon be waitin out, forget about these other new rappers they can move past us get down and dirty like you’s ratches, and my crew flashes you gon be f___ed up, tough luck you bustas better hush up, 848 thugs what, 50 told me the games ova, homie it’s ray’s time, you ready here it come when I appear they run, and you don’t hear from the n____s t’ill the coast is clear, the east coast is where I rest but I be out west getting love from them sets, them Mexicans and Samoans, so I don’t need to check your resume, doggy I’m knowin.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll n____s know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Verse 4: Tony Yayo]
Beem on the mac, we put wings on ya back, how ya a__ gon walk when ya leg detach, yo the game changed, lil n____s run the streets, yo the black panther n____ down like dee-bo, my curfew at 9, I’m low for my p.o, we problem at 12 jus to search the condo, g-unit is the gang man, n____s go hard, so my hearts gon cope in and outta the jar.

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks]
I only been in the game for a year it isn’t changed, but I’m hot, inside ya brains In the rear of the range, I be valid till I'm guilty, ye they call me slippin but them cowards should of killed me I’m powerful and filthy, some n____s say sorry, before I let them Uzi’s loose and send ya a__ home wit the runs like prune juice, I’m New York’s prince, Bin Laden’s____s, signed wit 50 I’ve been biz bracts since.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll n____s know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

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