G-unit - Like A Dog lyrics

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G-unit - Like A Dog lyrics

It's the Unit You gotta know how we do it [50 Cent] (Hook) I Put the seat back when we rolling I Let the system thump when we coasting I had the tre pound with me co*k Run up on me get Shot In the street like a dog n***as say they know me I don't know them They say we came up together I don't owe them A motherf**ing thing I'll Make you hot Run up on me get Shot In the street like a dog (Verse 1) A n***a try smoke me I'm gone smoke him When I say I'm all in I mean I'm all in n***a you blink shell cases just fall in You f**ing with the police? Well you better call em' Cause I'm a reload my sh** And come right back You know different day Same sh** with the same strap Me I gotta get it I gotta get my bread I pin a b**h a freak Huh, She got to give me head I got a reputation I stay with the burner I call it putting work in The D's call it murder So half and half with my cold D We only got one pill It's one pistol, one target, one shot, one k** (Hook) [Tony Yayo] (Verse 2) I'm a beast,*boss*, gangster, goon Grab my knife, my gun, my vest It's on Lay a n***a on his lawn Versace style Got my 44 alone in my Versace now Hold my foot kilos Switch cars trying to b-low I touch more Dior Then got a line away I shooting windows, doors and parked cars 80 grand on your head, OH GOD Tripod in the arnarge It's so hard I can charge it on the gold card or black card I'm a be in Italy when they pop your noodles n***a 7 star sh** eating lobster strudels (Hook) [Lloyd Banks] (Verse 3) Hopping out of something foreign Bumping oreen I'm B, I'm not the one for sparing I'll gun your car in Watch the game at the garden Next to Martin Here to spite me barking, he's sleep walking I'm hollow tilting, Champagne bottles open Chronic smoking Even the models groping My pockets pocking The games sick, I'm the potion I be proofing And I flow like the ocean Machines make movies You can be the poster You're Over I'll tell the media your mediocre I push your big body Your riding in the mini-vans I f** like Will And smoke like the Indians (Hook)