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    G-Unit (What)
    We in here (What)
    We can get the drama popping
    We don't care (What, what, what)
    It's going down (What)
    'Cause I'm around (What)
    50 Cent, you know how I gets down (Down)

    [Chorus: repeat 2X]
    What up, Blood? (What)
    What up, Cuz? (What)
    What up, Blood? (What)
    What up, Gangstaaa?

    [Verse 1]
    They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
    Naw, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
    I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
    But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sport
    Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or bump ya
    You getting money? I can't none with ya then fuck ya
    I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I.
    I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
    Gangstas, they bump my shit then they know me
    I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies
    Hundred G's I stash it (what), the mack I blast it (yeah)
    D's come we dump the diesel and battery acid
    This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
    Chokes me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
    I'm on the next level, right lane forget bezzle
    Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, god (what)

    [Chorus (1st time w/o first "What up, Blood?") (2x)]

    [Bridge]
    We don't play that
    We don't play that
    We don't play that (G-Unit)
    We don't play around

    [Verse 2]
    I sit back, twist the best bud, burn and wonder
    When gangstas bump my shit, can they hear my hunger?
    When the 5th kick, duck quick, it sounds like thunder
    In December I'll make your block feel like summer
    The rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is a nine
    Every chick I fuck with is a dime
    I'm like Patty LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own
    Where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone
    Cross my path I'll crush ya, thinking I won't touch ya
    I'll have your ass using a wheelchair, cane, or crutches
    Industry hoe fuckers, in the hood they love us
    Stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckas

    [Chorus (2x)]

    [Bridge (4x)]

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