Baby this is real my record sell slow show you my dick (reapets 7x)
[The Hit a No 400 bars yet, I don't need I'm gas, your whole click is ass, I that. G-Unot cocksucker, believe that I say it one time, the whole world scream back G-U-N-O-T, now thats for Billboard, in peace And since my nigga died, I stress no sleep Contemplating suicide in my Lexus I twice but I couldn't make my death complete I guess you say Mya got the best of me Came back from the dead to address the Kiss my converse bitch and defeat Cause I hate it when try to test the weak Thats I go bishop and juice and start flexin heat You could get it in the just like Raheem Cause running with a snitch is not quite my I tried to take Buck me, but he stayed on the scene Guess all I can do now is pray for While I finish my next album, 5 and countin Anticipating, the world I did it without him If Aftermath was a family didn't have a mother I'd be Dre's newborn, you'd be the jealous brother Yea, daddy love us but in the You talkin his back and in his face you smile You out the house, You a failure now And lil' Game grew up to be a child I whip yo boy, that's for Kanye West I whip yo head boy, the back of my tech Yeap, your fuckin group fell without me You mad, what you gonna do rap me? Your bars is park garbage, is mediocre And your new shoes look like Reebok Try to walk in my shoes a in stores the day after Christmas, nigga fuck Reeboks You a steroid addict, you Detox Hopefully you make it out in to be on Detox Cause expandin, yea I bought 3 blocks My CL so smooth, it of came with Pete Rock And lets not forget who me hot It was Dr. Dre that took me out the spot. You want credit, it, I did it on my own Gave you 300 bars, then said I'm But I'm back, this is rap and a is a fact say once you turn snitch, you never go back Heres a picture of Ja Rule, motherfucker that What goes around around, get used to the gold plaques Homie got cheese, but he feed no rats I show the world my if Lloyd Banks go plat I'm insane, Lloyd Banks know that He told me I was like a Big Kane throwback Started with 1 brick, my own company And don't spread about it unless it come from me whos the boss, nigga my squad deep
But Glasses Malone is not signed to don't, don't, don't, don't, don't believe the hype Hear that And be alarmed, this is not a diss But missusing my logo kinda got me And I got enough beef, now Lil' Eazy He write his own raps, so I gotta forgive him I got love for ya and I always will So on behalf of Wright, my nigga you gotta chill I'm the reason you new nigga's got a deal While I was doin mixtapes, was watching College Hill For real, you mothafucka's ain't got my skill I run shit like OJ and pass for the bills Trying so to be a gangsta, nigga you seethrough Posing like 50 on the of the GQ up shirt with the cut off sleeves I got desert eagles, nigga suck on these I got that CEO flow, yea my are sweet Hova in Takeover, chewin out Mobb Deep Like Pac on Hit Em Up, chewin out Deep Don't one of you niggas got sickas, fuck talk is cheap I see you, and I'm gonna see you Imma strip you asshole naked and thats how Imma leave you Then Imma find Havoc, make him walk through Queens Black Wallstreet tattooed on his back Nigga's signed to G-unit, now they guns But last week it "My nigga Game, what up dun?" See thats what the I mean, you can't trust these rap niggas And you wonder why I say fuck these rap niggas So Imma break it down for MC's and If you don't hear your name, let the begin Ain't got shit against Hov, I the nigga style Nas is my nigga, I been him for a while I fuck with Fat Joe, he got the streets And thats the same reason I fuck with and D-Block Place in the number 3 spot And Snoop is like my big brother, we both by the Doc. Young Jeezy you hot, we new to this While I'm in the ATL, shout out to Cause your uncle Scarface show me that crime like Paul Wall got me "sittin sideways" And I forget about the homie Mike Jones Who? Mike Jones, Skeet screw the song I fuck with Slim Thug and my Bun B Can't do without saying free pimp c And thats the reason why 50 try to me So I went window and bought 2 Bentlys I'm in the drivers seat, don't tempt me Turnin Spider Loc against me, cause your to come get me 'cause whats up, Bloods still got love for em' to the block, I'll shake off the rub for em' Ask for G-unit, its a rap Ma$e it out alive, thank God for that If Dipset don't get you, Jesse will And if all fails, I'll see you in hell Wear that spinner when you come to L.A. I have a parkin cars, dressed up like valet He gonna turn pastor when the gun in his face The real chain still in when I'm takin the fake You can call who you want, I ain't givin shit Unless Olivia show the whole she got a dick Can't to save her life, but she talk a lot of shit And I want my 10 G's cause Yayo a brick I guess my tattoo was a smart move in the end you lost a 100 Mil. to a cartoon 3 years after you got by cartoon The beef is over, is gonna fall apart soon
Faggot ass I I win nigga is a game of chess nigga... Some King, Some Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo, Young Buck, fuckin Ma$e You niggas is 50, or Boo Boo, or Curtis, or Chicken Little, Snitchin, Stop Lying!, In Stores December 6th The DVD, Its a all motherfuckers Yea, my be better than your movies nigga, Hahaha I drove by your house Go buy the DVD, $16,99 At your record store, Blockbuster, Sam Goody, Warehouse Shout out to the and pops, for helping me slay dem faggots. G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-gu-g-g-gu, G-UNOT! Pop off nigga, Hahahaha, Pop off It's me, The G-A-M-E,