50 Cent:] You gotta love it (You got to be good to me) Yea you gotta figure out how to make me feel special (I'm going be good to you) And I'll be good
Cent:] You gotta love it (You got to be good to me) Yea you gotta figure out how to make me feel special (I'm going be good to you) And I'll be good
(chorus) When you frown at me is it because I wont provide for you girl your after me cheddar And you friends they see it to screaming we know what
said, "Something really wrong with my brain" Niggaz don't rob me they know I'm down to die for my chain G-UNIT!(yeah) We get it poppin in the hood G-UNIT!(yeah) Muthafucka whuts good
better than ya brain, I'm off the chain. G-Unit! Next level now, turn it up a notch. Em and Dre sent me to tear up the spot. Front on me, oh no,
me in the club, bottle full of bub Look mami I got the X if you into taking drugs I'm into having sex, I ain't into making love So come give me a hug
'm aight, nigga I'm doin good I ain't got to write rhymes, I got bricks in the hood [Chorus] G-Unit, are you ready G-Unit, are you ready G-Unit
the sight of you your mangled body lying in a heap on the floor Aint got anuff time to go say goodbye to your whore G-G-G- G Unit man we got the best
Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!) Ha ha... Chorus: 50 Cent It's easy to see when you look at me If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN Everywhere
middle of all kinds of shit Pussy, lets get it poppin' G-G-Unit, G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit!
the middle of all kinds of shit Pussy, lets get it poppin' G-g-unit, g-g-unit, g-g-g-unit, g-g-g-g-g-g-unit, g-unit!
get broken Dead in Flatbush, back to Roanoake and... People always askin me, how your shit be sellin For makin shit guaranteed to bust your fuckin melon Police throwed me
to try to fuck Trina by the summer Some niggaz hate me, but they only made me Go and put mo' ice in my mouth than Baby (bling bling!) G-Unit and Shady
In the convertible Jag 22 inch mags For a high school drop out, shit, that ain't bag I'm not a blood or a crip, I'm doing my own thang G-UNIT Shit, I
you ready? (are you ready?) See you with me nigga? (with me nigga) Drop that! (drop that) Paid for a hooptie but I wanted a drop [Verse 1] G-UNIT! Somethin
me or it R.I.P I'm stupid rich, got retarded money I'm special wit it, I got special bread It's easy now, please believe me now I dismiss a hoe, please leave me
even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha) [Verse 1] I can't smoke weed, cause my PO make me piss in a cup Nigga go ahead, disrespect me, I'll fuck
