[Intro]
N-gga I ain"t f-cking around,
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!
[50 Cent - Verse 1]
I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, f-ck a pig, ya dig?
I go to war with one nine
I work, you see mine,
But I ain"t never ever gonna say I did it,
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the back locks
You stuntin" on hungry n-ggas, go ahead get your a** shot
Your neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your name on it,
I"m serious, sometimes it seems like I"m playin"
Dump a shell case in your face, The D"s got 40?.
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold case
I know some n-ggas, some snitches
I know some b****** who"s scared
I got some shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you n-ggas look at and flinch
Ghetto n-gga get rich, what you think I"ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my b**** n-gga ether
[Chorus: x2]
All we do is get that grain,
And my n-ggas move cocaine
Plus we let them hammers bang
I"m talking "bout the Unit gang.
[50 Cent - Verse 2]
Inhale! Smell the gunpowder, my hands is full of residue
N-ggas"ll shoot n-ggas, you lucky it weren"t you
N-gga, my best song, my chucks are bomb proof,
You shoot, I shoot back, find God when I"m on you
This aint tales of the crypt, n-gga, this tales of the hood
Stay the f*** out the way with your mouth shut like you should!
When the bullshit start I"mma find a spot
Aim it right at your knot than the shell cases"ll drop
Man, you n-ggas don"t know me, you know my government name
Go "head ask about b***oo, they tell you I let it bang
Got a big reputation, there"s something wrong with my brain
N-gga front, I"mma squeeze it, go "head stunt, I"m squeeze it
[Chorus: x2]
[Outro]
Yeah! Back on my s***, man!
I don"t give a f-ck about fitting in
You n-ggas gonna follow me!
Back to the ground, n-gga we gonna make it nice and dirty!
Now wan" get dirty with me?
We gon" see if you all you n-ggas done with soft?
All y"all get with the s*** man
This the s*** man
All the real n-ggas feel it!
Rest of you RnB a** n-ggas
Go on, man! Go on play ya little song, n-gga
F-ck It!
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
SMS Audio, Sleek By 50
R.I.P NATE DOGG
N-gga I ain"t f-cking around,
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!
[50 Cent - Verse 1]
I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, f-ck a pig, ya dig?
I go to war with one nine
I work, you see mine,
But I ain"t never ever gonna say I did it,
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the back locks
You stuntin" on hungry n-ggas, go ahead get your a** shot
Your neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your name on it,
I"m serious, sometimes it seems like I"m playin"
Dump a shell case in your face, The D"s got 40?.
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold case
I know some n-ggas, some snitches
I know some b****** who"s scared
I got some shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you n-ggas look at and flinch
Ghetto n-gga get rich, what you think I"ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my b**** n-gga ether
[Chorus: x2]
All we do is get that grain,
And my n-ggas move cocaine
Plus we let them hammers bang
I"m talking "bout the Unit gang.
[50 Cent - Verse 2]
Inhale! Smell the gunpowder, my hands is full of residue
N-ggas"ll shoot n-ggas, you lucky it weren"t you
N-gga, my best song, my chucks are bomb proof,
You shoot, I shoot back, find God when I"m on you
This aint tales of the crypt, n-gga, this tales of the hood
Stay the f*** out the way with your mouth shut like you should!
When the bullshit start I"mma find a spot
Aim it right at your knot than the shell cases"ll drop
Man, you n-ggas don"t know me, you know my government name
Go "head ask about b***oo, they tell you I let it bang
Got a big reputation, there"s something wrong with my brain
N-gga front, I"mma squeeze it, go "head stunt, I"m squeeze it
[Chorus: x2]
[Outro]
Yeah! Back on my s***, man!
I don"t give a f-ck about fitting in
You n-ggas gonna follow me!
Back to the ground, n-gga we gonna make it nice and dirty!
Now wan" get dirty with me?
We gon" see if you all you n-ggas done with soft?
All y"all get with the s*** man
This the s*** man
All the real n-ggas feel it!
Rest of you RnB a** n-ggas
Go on, man! Go on play ya little song, n-gga
F-ck It!
G-G-G-G-G-Unit
SMS Audio, Sleek By 50
R.I.P NATE DOGG