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    Uh...
    G-Yeah...
    I'm back...

    I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules
    But i can make you move
    About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs
    Now that'll make um move
    Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind
    I lashed out too fast to take my time
    I got to get in position to make her mine
    Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee
    You know i got my nineee
    Think twice before you cross that lineee
    Nigga you must have lost your minddd
    Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss

    Shorty got to shakin' and i'm waitin' to take her home
    it's hot as hell in here and i'm bakin' up a Patrone
    i know a couple different ways i can make 'um bone
    and when i'm done with her, she'll wanna take a nigga to Rome
    give me a hour i have her blowin' up my phone
    like a stem to a stone she won't leave me alone
    million dollar nigga i get it and show off
    but Doja, give ma minute with your boss, i'll fold ya
    New York fitted and gold cross in a Rover
    holster, all over the shoulder
    i'm the sickest thing spittin' in NY
    your plane ain't the same, it's different when i fly
    Southside player play around and get shot
    twenty four hours steak out on your block
    don't get your views confused with Hip-Hop
    'fore you wind up on the news, now watch the hit drop..

    I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules
    But i can make you move
    About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs
    Now that'll make um move
    Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind
    I lashed out too fast to take my time
    I got to get in position to make her mine
    Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee
    You know i got my nineee
    Think twice before you cross that lineee
    Nigga you must have lost your minddd
    Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss

    Yeah..
    From what i hear niggaz don't like me
    it's funny, they wanna be jus' like me
    you bummy, it's jealousy more than likely
    the money, they made a nigga all icey
    four finger ring that boy doin' his thing
    VVS Bling my chain long as a swing
    boulevard king over known in Beijing
    fully prepared for whatever the drama may bring
    sixty-nine scraper with the up and down pumps
    murder is forever don't fuck around once
    bottle after bottle i down 'um till i'm drunk
    if you ain't chipped in don't come around my blunt
    grimey and gritty New York City's top gun
    first nigga act up gets a hot one
    BPV the bottom and top done
    i get there, i gets it, i'm done, one..

    I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules
    But i can make you move
    About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs
    Now that'll make um move
    Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind
    I lashed out too fast to take my time
    I got to get in position to make her mine
    Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee
    You know i got my nineee
    Think twice before you cross that lineee
    Nigga you must have lost your minddd
    Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss

    Yeah..
    I don't know about you but i'm doin' it for the queue
    whip brand new size twenty-two shoe
    use your money don't let your money use you
    i got a cruise view, you know the usual
    my life's beautful, my pockets full of bread
    you get outta pocket i play soccer with your head
    and that girl ain't your girl know the difference boy
    nigga i done killed more niggaz than a liquor store
    i left somethin' on her when i seen her
    and she was rubbin' it in, like Nakazeena
    she will kill big niggaz, cute big hips
    and she's pretty convincin', a video vixen
    if you lookin' for a mack i fit the description
    chicks see him take pictures and kiss him
    back blockin' nigga i get it and i'm good
    i'm hood, livin' life like you should..

    I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules
    But i can make you move
    About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs
    Now that'll make um move
    Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind
    I lashed out too fast to take my time
    I got to get in position to make her mine
    Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee
    You know i got my nineee
    Think twice before you cross that lineee
    Nigga you must have lost your minddd
    Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss

    Grew up in the Y... New York that is...
    Y-Y-Ya know the name...
    I handle my biz... kid...

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