[Chorus: 50 Cent] G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 1: Tony Yayo] In my hood you get no points for ya jump shot As soon as the sun rise we back on the block The stress got me feelin' like an old man And I stay on point for that red and gold van Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe Yo my rhymes'll have you nodding like war in the streets So the freaks give me ass like toilet seats Get at me you really think you holdin' Big Daddy? So wheres your indoor court and bowling alley I got heart like a Hoover Crip, but bust slugs Like an Inglewood Blood I mingle with thugs My single 'gon buzz Ya boy export get rid of the drugs I still bag my dope up with a mask and some gloves I used to have 8 balls in my 8 ball jacket Now a thug Lex coupes like Luke in Dukes Of Hazzard
[Chorus: 50 Cent] G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Put carpet burns on these rats for several days Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs I'm always with the biscuit The only way I get blue balls is if a bitch had blue lipstick You broke rob more blocks Cause you ain't got to know how to break dance to wind up on a cardboard box I'm Guccied down to my socks Groupies houndin' the spot We perform at Keep goopies around for the cops She'll be down for my watch I ain't generous or courteous I'm runnin' from a dirty bitch Nigga you thirty six You don't want it with the kid at all Same shit bigger bathroom my niggas brawl When we come after you it ain't no gray shots The SIG will leave a hole in ya chest bigger than Flavor Flav's clock You pussy, you wouldn't even pop the smallest chip Cause on the inside you softer than a mozzarella stick
[Chorus: 50 Cent] G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 3: 50 Cent] I'm the leader of the new school now nigga what? I got a 44 bulldog I'll tear your bitch ass up I pop off nigga front I'll put my knife in your gut Have you in ICU screamin' ahh i'm cut I go rawwwwwrrrr like a dungeon dragon But I keep my pistol on me so my pants be saggin' Everytime i'm in the house niggas grill a nigga Cause they feel a nigga I'll kill a nigga You speedin' shorty better stay in ya lane Before I send one of my soldiers to blow out ya brains I'm the general what? You salute me You a dead man if you attempt to shoot me I done lost some of my brains watchin' military flicks Got the whole G Unit on some military shit [Lloyd Banks:] Private Banks requestin' permission to speak [50 Cent:] Speak nigga! Man its dangerous when theres discipline involved in street niggas
[Chorus: 50 Cent] G Unit in the house What nigga what? G Unit in the house What what what? G Unit in the house What nigga what? GGGGGG G Unit
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