Intro)
(A car pulls up.... 9 bullets go off) G G G G G G G G G G G G-Unit in this b***h right right right right right right thurr

[Chorus:]
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr

G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr
G-Unit in this b***h
Right right right right right thurr

(50 Cent)
We like it when she do that right thurr (right thurr)
Me and Trent we don't motha fuckin curr (curr)
I got my trey-pound-7 right hurr (hurr)
N***a call the cops if you want I don't curr (curr)
Its g-unit we don't fuckin play furr (furr)
My s**t is mine, your s**t we gotta shurr (shurr)
The dogs off the chain my n***a bewurr (bewurr)
New York City I'm the muthafuckin murr (murr)
I got one hundred G's on ma neck but don't sturr (stur)
The ice, all your vision might blurr (blur)
B***h get outta line, I'll smack ur a** right hurr (hurr)
I don't care who you are, I don't mothafuckin curr (curr)

[Chorus:]

(Young Buc)
Young Buc in this b***h right right right right hurr
I snuck in the club with a glock
I got some bud in my sock
Hell, f**k the cops
They just mad cuz I'm hot
Thugged out, either get up or get the f**k out
Come south, la me show you ni***z what Buc bout
I aint scared, you coward b*****s better beware
The source awards to the billboards, G-Unit there
Here I go, who ever want beef, let me know
I aint one of them artists that on that p-diddy show
I can hit you with the scope or hit you with some coke boy
Make sure you hit me back soon as you want more

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