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(feat. Hi-C & Lil Murda) [Voice:] G Unit South Niggas know whats up Its about to go down in this bitch Everybody in this motherfucker You know what I need you to do? Walk that bitch Walk that bitch Yeah hey yo fuck that All my niggas Stomp that bitch Stomp that snitch Stomp that snitch G Unit South [Verse 1: Young Buck] I'm sittin' real tall in my '69 drop The Superman Chevy I'm too clean to stop Make 'em lean and rock with it I know I'm the shit My police bitch take care of the tickets that I get I used to ride spinners but too many niggas got 'em This Phantom cost a quarter mill I could do without 'em I think I'm about to pop a pill get on that Patrone I made enough today I can leave the block alone These hos love a nigga so they playin' on my phone She said I didn't speak when I seen her I did her wrong I told her I was high the Kush had me in the zone But call me when you home And ain't got no clothes on Mink on the floor, and Chinchilla on the seats Theres wood on the door and theres room for a freak See my clique kind of small cause I never did forget That when a nigga was broke ya'll didn't give me shit Bitch [Chorus: Young Buck] I know I'm the shit you ain't got to tell me So when I'm in the club ho, tell me what you see I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G We don't even dance homie all we do is this Make them bitches hate every chance that we get I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G [Verse 2: Lil Murda] See I don't sweat a bitch and I don't love hos But I got to give mama my number before the club close I told her "i'm a thug" she said "I love those" A razor in her purse, and I got my snub nose Drink in my cup, heat tucked on my waistline I wish a motherfucker would try to take mine How you want to act? Nigga we could make it crack We ridin' no seatbelts yeah but we strapped [Verse 3: Hi-C] Bitch 94 Ruger is that motherfucker gray? Yeah, with the rubber grip look how I spray A wicked ass nigga from Ten-A-Key The rims say "Whats Up?", pants sayin' "Lick Me" I swing through the hood give my real niggas love Diamonds lookin' like Michael Jackson's glitter glove I'm hungry for this paper so I guess I'm fiendin' grub Deuce in my boot when I ball up in the club [Chorus: Young Buck] I know I'm the shit you ain't got to tell me So when I'm in the club ho, tell me what you see I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G We don't even dance homie all we do is this Make them bitches hate every chance that we get I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G I'm a G Motherfucker I'm a G I'm a G [Young Buck:] Do it like a G Nigga do it like me Do it like a G Nigga do it like me Do it like a G Nigga do it like me Do it like a G Nigga do it like me Yeah G Unit South in this motherfucker Hey hold up niggas And N/A All you niggas that's still sittin' on them little bitty ass wheels Shorter than a midget on his knees You bullshittin' Step your game up And you know what? You niggas out there, You know niggas be clean, sittin' on twenty sixes Hey yo niggas put some money under your arms too What you workin' with? G Unit South Get money!
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