Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)
Ha ha...

[Chorus: 50 Cent]enter deleted
It's easy to see when you look at me
If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN
Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast
Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
Every little nigga you see around me
Hold a gun big enough to fucking fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
Next time you in the hood and see an old ol G
You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN

Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
Must decease existing, existin, little nigga, now listen
Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasing chasin
Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fucking fuckin erase them
Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard
KnowingKnowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace
and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
Sell his soul for cheap, trade his life +Knight+ to be Suge
You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
Maybe I'm so disrespectful cause disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery
I know niggas niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
Never poked nothing, sold nothin, never popped nothing, nothin, nigga stop fronting frontin
Jay put you on, X made you hot
Now you run around like you some big shot
Ha, ha pussy...
[Chorus][repeat Chorus]

"This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?
How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"
That's Ja's little lil punk ass thinkin out loud
Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down
I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer
You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
All the other hard niggas, niggaz, they come from Yonkers
It's been years and you had the same niggas niggaz in the background
You never gonna sell Mitsubishi Tah & Crack Child. unless Cadd Tah's crack child
Them niggas niggaz they just SUCK, they no good
I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
I'm back better than ever, on top of my game
Even them country boys saying sayin "50 we feeling feelin you mayn"
Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)
[Chorus][repeat Chorus]

I ain't telling tellin anyone you pussy
I ain't telling tellin anyone you gettin extorted extored
It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)
I've been patently waiting waitin to BLOW BLOWW
Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
Now that I'm back, you can't sleep
I'm a nightmare huuhhhh
You hired cops to hold you down cause cuz you fear for your life
You heard about them guns I done bought, right?
I ain't going goin no where, I done told you nigga
I'm aI'ma G-Unit motherfucking soldier motherfuckin solider nigga (They not gonna gon like you)
I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT)