If you think you could fuck wit' fifty You gotta be crazy, I won't do a joint wit' you Know matter how much your label try and pay me I'm on top of hip
[Chorus:] If you think you can fuck wit 50 you gotta be crazy I wont do a joint wit you Know matter how much your label try and pay me I'm on top of
Перевод: G-Unit. Сумасшедший.
: [Chorus:] If you think you can fuck wit 50 you gotta be crazy I wont do a joint wit you Know matter how much your label try and pay me I'm on top
Sh-sh-sh-shady Aftermath, haha G-G-G-G-G-Unit!, haha Cause we came here to set this party off right Let's bounce tonight And if they don't let us in
makers Never realize the precious time that bitch niggaz is wastin' Institutionalize my bitchez bring me product by the bundle Hustle hard for my sale, G-Unit
me [Chorus] Now let's take it back to Vibe awards Where that nigga disrespect and then snuffed your balls A minute ago, all I heard was G-G-G-G-Unit
[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
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, them dudes is crazy
in Red Hook Asked him about ???? Yeah, Bizzy was my man till he beat me for ten grand and sold my Mac for seven grand (Fuckin' crazy) The man was crazy
[50 Cent] 50 Cent Mary J. Blige G-Unit! Baby let's shine where we can shine And ball where we can ball Sharin' sometime together we not promised tomorrow
pimp Girl you know you drive me crazy (drive me crazy) You should be here wit me bitch (ew, ew, girl) Girl you know you drive me crazy Bitch, (you should
stop!!!, special delivery!!! (I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! (Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 2: G
why the summers blazin You looking good fly colour asian Ra I give it yo ya, no trivia She used to roll with my g-unit like Olivia Till she caught me
the shit'll never stop You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O.G.'s got something
mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Ice T in the mutha fuckin' house Oh, to the mutha fuckin' G I break crazy
, this is the life Eh n-gga I tell you, my bank account bring goose bumps on your muthaf-cking bank G-g-g-g-unit!!!
