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Lloyd Banks
Eh Yo What Up Man It's Your Boy Lloyd Banks AKA Blue Hefner..
You're Now Tuned In To the Mic Pass.. You Know How It Goes Down Baby..
Yeah..!!

Chorus - Tony Yayo
G-Unit, G-Unit
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)
G-Unit in the house, we at best
G-Unit in the house, we don't stunt for less
G-Unit in the house, can't wear your vest
G-Unit in the house, forget the rest
GGGGGG G-Unit..!!

Hot Rod
Homie hush now, we ain't in a rush now
take my time, i gotta look plush now
we at the club now, i got the doors up
the coupe is holdin' up a signal for a touchdown, huhhh...
homies really wanna fuss now
cuz i'm a superstar, yeah i get to cut now
there's no lines from me, get the Crystal
the clear cups, white lines and gold cups now

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)

Freeway
Uh..
Don't sweat a boy
tell ya Fif told me Free go get 'um boy
don't let 'um spoil your plans
if a man try to stand in your way
you gotta crack him open like a Pepsi, wet a boy
he has down with voy, like i
just took him to the counter but he heat him how i leave him
and i, gold feet 'um when i greet 'um with the pounders
like he 'bout to get murked, like his weddin' bells ringin', hater..

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)

Spider Loc
Now i can bring a 100 bars to the front gate
but for Yahoo they told me they only want 8
breakin' it down is so hard to do
especially when i'm at the G-Unit barbecue
might buss me a female and pop a Pepsi
in Khaki's and Chucks y'all know how the West be
no need to ask cuz the Loc been high
same thang in the city when i'm in NY, G-Unit!

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)

Billy Danze
One again it's on, reportin' out of BKNY
it's the liveness, the real riders ride with
the vibe is, they love the way i rock
first class top shelves top notch, gangster boy bop
thats how we do it on our block
and you don't want what you can't stop, smash
M, dot, O, dot, P, dot
stop the fun, kick a stone at your ass

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)
G-Unit in the house, we at best
G-Unit in the house, we don't stunt for less
G-Unit in the house, can't wear your vest
G-Unit in the house, forget the rest
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)

Lloyd Banks
Uh..
I'ma still cake up, even after your funeral
cuz me gettin' what i got ain't got nuttin' to do with you
not the cars, not the broads, i'm pluckin' 'um by the two
in my green old school i'm rockin' the powder blue
the fuck if you got a crew
bring 'um the more the merrier, nina
if you gotta go toe-to-toe with the heater
or blow for blow with the reeper
and on my brothers keeper, well
front on him and meet the bottom of my sneaker, Ghea!

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)

Lil Fame
Yo..
Right about now
this beat got your homie feelin' like Fat Five Freddy
yeah, with a tight ass two-shae front
and i'm sick of apple jellies, yo
before i G off, let your homies scratch the E off, the Lance
cuz my joints hit bootleg, i shine like
easter sunday, back in '86
uptown takin' flicks, 40 deuce shit

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)

Tony Yayo
It's the Talk Of New York homie, i stay in the hood
Lodi Mack got the macks so i'm always good
you see the Bentley pull up, i'm livin' it up
and when my wolves come out, you givin' it up
listen cash rules, Yayo is that dude
G-Unit Yahoo, y'all rappers is through
and you can tell by my looks, i'm gettin' money
yo i'm still in the hood, kid servin' junkie

Tony Yayo
GGGGGG G-Unit (Yeah!)
G-Unit in the house, we at

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