[Intro: Game] Ahh shit G-G-G-G-G ... G-G-G-G-Unit I thought all that beefin was over man Squashed it man, been there done that Somebody had to gon' on and fuck it up
[Game] No more Bleek and Buddens I was hopin' for silence Till the little sleeping beauty, went and woke the giant This little bitch from The Luniz want beef he liein' So I called E-40, and tried to seize the violence I got niggaz on the island, for puttin' in stainless work With vaseline on they palms, gettin' ready to +Bang Em Smurf+ (you little bitch) I here him screamin' in Compton, sound like my bitch cummin' You wasn't never fuckin' with G-Unit, quit frontin' For domination be Lisa Leslie, a big woman With a nine on the back, I'm gonna catch that bitch runnin' Shove a .40 in his throat, now nigga spit somethin' And get lost boy, go visit your big cousin I got fish to fry, throw a line in the pacific With cocaine on the hook, for this +Luniz+ ass nigga You a bitch, how you call your self the Ice Cream Man When Master P took your name and your ice cream van Made 500 million, that's your homey though Took your man hood, gave your shit to Lil'Romeo This nigga, 5 foot 2, talkin' that big shit You got +5 On It+? that money went to Chris Hicks Tryin' to diss Too $hort for doin' his pimp shit Nigga you been gitten fucked, swallowin' big dicks Pac knew he was a pussy, that's why he ran south Signed to Rap-A-Lot, they never put his ass out Hid behind Lil' J, all the sudden you thugged out Ran back to the Bay, sleepin' on wannabe cuz couch How you drop 5 albums, don't own one house Or get the boss to call me, Banks, and fuck out It's G-Unit bitch, let me show you what blood bout When my blood pressure rise, I bring the bloods out Put the barrell on his neck, blow his guts out (*gunshot) Now that's whats you call a +Yukmouth+
[Outro: Game] Yeah, you little faggot ass bitch Yeah nigga, on the motherfuckin' internet with that faggot ass footage nigga You little bitch ass nigga, Domination, nigga I'll put braids in your hair motherfucker See how you like when it's motherfuckin' 50 Cal, nigga Blow your motherfuckin' brains out nigga, i'll braid your hair you little bitch Back to you nigga, nigga with the dreads, you fuckin Jafakin Motherfuckin' faggot ass nigga Yeah I seen you in the club nigga, asked you did you had beef with G-Unit nigga Nigga you ain't say shit nigga "That ain't me man, that was C-Bo, man, this Regime, this Regime, man, Bay area, Bay area" Man i'll beat the shit out you, you fuckin little punk And when I catch you nigga, you gonna need Dr.Dre to get my motherfuckin' G-6 out you ass You bitch, you faggot ass nigga, and don't try to turn the Bay 'gainst me nigga I got niggaz in your town that will fuck you up Vallejo, Filmoe, San Fransico, Sac-town, Oakland Compton's most nigga G-G-G-G .. G-G-G-G-Unit Thought I was done huh? you little bitch I ain't finished with yo' ass yet nigga, when I see you I'ma beat the shit outta you nigga To a motherfuckin' pulp, on camera nigga Since you like playin' with little camcorders and shit you motherfuckin faggot And I got a mill on that, what the fuck is 5 dollars nigga G-G-G-G-G-UnitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
