[50 Cent] Ahhhhhh! G-Unit! [IntroChorus - 50 Cent] Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what I want Baby you got, you got, you got, you got what
Перевод: G-Unit. Детские You Got.
yo ass like I should now you reminisce about all the time I treated you good (chorus) (Lloyd Banks) when you think about me grinding my fans You even got
] Yeah Shady Aftermath G-Unit [Verse 1] Damn baby all I need is a lil bit A lil bit of this, a lil bit of that Get it crackin' in the club when you hear
right," cuz I got mine And I'm around quit playin nigga you can't shine You gon be that next chump to end up in the trunk After bein hit by the pump, is that whut you
home You was rollin' poppin' bubbly, didn't think it get ugly In the hood shit is lovely until it go bad Now you can pray for a miracle and God might be hearin' you
your salary Hey dude you know we stay rude high on a aquelude Bust your shit bouncin in a honda prelude Let’s g off Nigga ease off I make you breeze off Brickfull make you
I heard was G-G-G-G-Unit Fifty niggaz ran and they didn't even do shit That's a shame, I was sitting right in the front Waiting for you niggaz to dunk
harder, nigga You wear jerseys while mine a throwback and yours is a Starter(HA HA HA) You still gotta beg a hoe (hoe) And you mad cause you blowin on oregano You
[50 Cent] I, know, you, know I'm, on, fiiiii-re [Chorus: 50 Cent] If, you don't know, who I be You betta ask somebooooody about me Oh - you wanna
you all-talk like a clip without a glock When you holla G-Unit on some other shit You need to do the research, and see who you fuckin wit I smoke
Yeah G-unit [Intro] Ive been so many places Ive seen so many faces Girl you look like someone that ive done fucked before Ive been around the
You got skills on them high heels When we leave this club, I'm take you were I live Do me before I get her I might eat out depending on how I feel Baby girl got
What you do to me) Ooh! (You're my everything) and Ooh! (I'm so glad I found you) Ooh! (I can't be without you) [Mary J. Blige] Got a chill in my bones
whoa whoa) Yea, King- Laker, you ain't gotta know Baggette you so real, cuz you gotta know Got the type that make ya baby momma OD Like (whoa whoa whoa
m gutter what I utter got you timid hesitatin like a stutter Oxymoron, don't be dumb I school niggaz like the United Negro College Fund I see you plottin
by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You know that I'm two levels above you baby Hug me baby, I'ma make you love me baby It's ten
our high top louie's Shorts is the coogies Open up the door when you take her to the movies When you meet the parents you tell De Niro Her boyfriend
