[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
In my hood you get no points for ya jump shot
As soon as the sun rise we back on the block
The stress got me feelin' like an old man
And I stay on point for that red and gold van
Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro
Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe
Yo my rhymes'll have you nodding like war in the streets
So the freaks give me a** like toilet seats
Get at me you really think you holdin' Big Daddy?
So wheres your indoor court and bowling alley
I got heart like a Hoover Crip, but bust slugs
Like an Inglewood Blood
I mingle with thugs
My single 'gon buzz
Ya boy export get rid of the drugs
I still bag my dope up with a mask and some gloves
I used to have 8 b**** in my 8 ball jacket
Now a thug Lex coupes like Luke in Dukes Of Hazzard
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Put carpet burns on these rats for several days
Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs
I'm always with the biscuit
The only way I get blue b**** is if a b**** had blue lipstick
You broke rob more blocks
Cause you ain't got to know how to break dance to wind up on a cardboard box
I'm Guccied down to my socks
Groupies houndin' the spot
We perform at
Keep goopies around for the cops
She'll be down for my watch
I ain't generous or courteous
I'm runnin' from a dirty b****
n**** you thirty six
You don't want it with the kid at all
Same s*** bigger bathroom my n***** brawl
When we come after you it ain't no gray shots
The SIG will leave a hole in ya chest bigger than Flavor Flav's clock
You p****, you wouldn't even pop the smallest chip
Cause on the inside you softer than a mozzarella stick
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I'm the leader of the new school now n**** what?
I got a 44 bulldog I'll tear your b**** a** up
I pop off n**** front I'll put my knife in your gut
Have you in ICU screamin' ahh i'm cut
I go rawwwwwrrrr like a dungeon dragon
But I keep my pistol on me so my pants be saggin'
Everytime i'm in the house n***** grill a n****
Cause they feel a n****
I'll kill a n****
You speedin' shorty better stay in ya lane
Before I send one of my soldiers to blow out ya brains
I'm the general what?
You salute me
You a dead man if you attempt to shoot me
I done lost some of my brains watchin' military flicks
Got the whole G Unit on some military s***
[Lloyd Banks:] Private Banks requestin' permission to speak
[50 Cent:] Speak n****!
Man its dangerous when theres discipline involved in street n*****
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]
In my hood you get no points for ya jump shot
As soon as the sun rise we back on the block
The stress got me feelin' like an old man
And I stay on point for that red and gold van
Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro
Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe
Yo my rhymes'll have you nodding like war in the streets
So the freaks give me a** like toilet seats
Get at me you really think you holdin' Big Daddy?
So wheres your indoor court and bowling alley
I got heart like a Hoover Crip, but bust slugs
Like an Inglewood Blood
I mingle with thugs
My single 'gon buzz
Ya boy export get rid of the drugs
I still bag my dope up with a mask and some gloves
I used to have 8 b**** in my 8 ball jacket
Now a thug Lex coupes like Luke in Dukes Of Hazzard
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
Put carpet burns on these rats for several days
Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs
I'm always with the biscuit
The only way I get blue b**** is if a b**** had blue lipstick
You broke rob more blocks
Cause you ain't got to know how to break dance to wind up on a cardboard box
I'm Guccied down to my socks
Groupies houndin' the spot
We perform at
Keep goopies around for the cops
She'll be down for my watch
I ain't generous or courteous
I'm runnin' from a dirty b****
n**** you thirty six
You don't want it with the kid at all
Same s*** bigger bathroom my n***** brawl
When we come after you it ain't no gray shots
The SIG will leave a hole in ya chest bigger than Flavor Flav's clock
You p****, you wouldn't even pop the smallest chip
Cause on the inside you softer than a mozzarella stick
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
[Verse 3: 50 Cent]
I'm the leader of the new school now n**** what?
I got a 44 bulldog I'll tear your b**** a** up
I pop off n**** front I'll put my knife in your gut
Have you in ICU screamin' ahh i'm cut
I go rawwwwwrrrr like a dungeon dragon
But I keep my pistol on me so my pants be saggin'
Everytime i'm in the house n***** grill a n****
Cause they feel a n****
I'll kill a n****
You speedin' shorty better stay in ya lane
Before I send one of my soldiers to blow out ya brains
I'm the general what?
You salute me
You a dead man if you attempt to shoot me
I done lost some of my brains watchin' military flicks
Got the whole G Unit on some military s***
[Lloyd Banks:] Private Banks requestin' permission to speak
[50 Cent:] Speak n****!
Man its dangerous when theres discipline involved in street n*****
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
G Unit in the house
What what what?
G Unit in the house
What n**** what?
GGGGGG G Unit