[00:01.05] [50 Cent] G-UNIT! Haha. haha [00:02.06] If, some shots should happen to go off tonight [00:12.00] Don't worry about me, I'll be aight [00:16.17] Niggaz can waste ten while firin at me [00:18.13] Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me [00:20.11] Life's a bitch and then you die, this couldn't be worse [00:32.27] I either don't eat this week, or snatch this purse [00:35.25] Clip hangin out the side of my Karl Kani [00:38.22] My eyes bloodshot red, I'm high but LET'S RIDE! [00:40.20] I ain't scared, if I die it was meant to be [00:43.35] He might send for you, before he send for me [00:45.31] Gun-butt you with the back of the baretta [00:48.37] The three-fifty-seven or, the black mac-11 [00:50.31] We drive bulletproof Coupes nigga, go on take your shot [00:53.46] We used to shoot hoops nigga, now we shoot up blocks [00:55.48] Got them shells with them green tips just for y'all [00:58.49] You can run but they comin through them country walls [01:01.47] Bang dropped me off and show me where he live at [01:03.50] Think he tough? I'ma put six in his six-pack [01:06.53] When you hear that click-clack bitch better get back quick [01:09.51] One to the chest make niggaz do backflips [01:11.52] You don't think I know you niggaz want me to get murked [01:34.78] Get lowered in the dirt in all black with a button-downed shirt [01:36.70] Cold with two to the dome - the little niggaz [01:40.75] Don't get to see Disneyland, they'll settle for a funeral home [01:42.85] You don't need hoes to know that the lead's hot [01:44.85] I'm prepared for anything tonight as long as it's not a headshot [01:47.95] The bigger the rim, the bigger the tire [01:49.98] Hollow tips'll make him feel like a nigga on fire [01:52.92] Everybody gotta go, it's the truth [01:54.92] So I figure while I'm waitin on my turn I'ma blow up the booth [01:58.03] I seen niggaz in wheelchairs, eye patches and crutches [02:01.08] Arm slings that came home to haze and dutches [02:03.03] We can go there but need I shoot [02:05.00] Put some holes in your Fila suit, you probably hurl when you see my Coupe [02:09.12] I play the hood all the time cause I don't give a fuck [02:11.13] You can shoot me down but as long as I keep gettin up, WHAT! [02:14.18] Shootout shots ricochet, dots in that nigga dere [02:36.37] When your time's up, your time's up, this is real shit [02:39.35] On my balls 'til my number calls, say a prayer [02:42.39] Hopin God hear - look, I don't fear man [02:44.43] Wanna bang out let's bang out, I don't care man [02:47.47] A eye for an eye, my perfect to perfections [02:50.56] They have me sprayin automatics in every direction [02:52.55] Call me Louie Loco, nut case, oh no [02:55.63] I'm more like the kid that put the game in a chokehold [02:57.65] You stunt and I stop it, I'm makin a profit [02:59.64] Every time you hear my vo-cals comin out them lo-lo's [03:02.60] From LA to NY, on the red-eye [03:05.76] Teflon in my luggage, you gotta love it, I'm thuggin [03:08.77] My street slang, my penitentiary posture [03:10.71] Got me out sellin niggaz whole fuckin rosters [03:13.88] I'm big in New York, like B.I.G. [03:15.85] Plus I runs with D-R-E [03:17.81]