[Intro: Tony Yayo]
Yeah it's the talk of New York (yeah yeah yeah n***a!)
Mixed with that N.W.A. sh** (whattup - real talk of New York n***a)
I mean that G-Unit sh** (G-Unit n***a)
You know how we do now n***a (it's that gangsta sh** stupid)
Let me tell you how to school y'all young n***as man
(HERE WE GO NOW!) Yo, yo
[Hook: Tony Yayo]
22's on a Porsche truck, Henny in the fridge
That's how we live, it is what it is
We run up in your crib snatch your kids and your wiz
We know where you live, it is what it is
If we can't eat then your team can't live
That's how it is, it is what it is
n***a that's how it is, it is what it is
n***a that's how it is, it is what it is (here we go!)
[Tony Yayo]
I'm Crip'n, heaven gates open meet your maker
My pistol get it poppin like the Pistons and the Pacers
I'm the messenger of misery, I move discreet
You kiddin me? My victory is in the jaws of defeat
And these haters wanna k** me cause my dreams is reality
The cig' with the beam will cause a fatality
Just caught a case but it's a minor technicality
With shooters on the street, prosecutors keep houndin me (break it down now!)
Whatchu know about, Grammy speeches, sandy beaches
Pounds of seedless, pounds and sweepers
Movie features, groupie divas, deal with sneakers
Secluded in the woods from them snakes and leeches (yeah!)
I'm makin money on the road homie autographin a**
While you on the silver horse witcha Metro pa** (what n***a)
For every dollar you make n***a I make a G
Damn it feels good to live life like me, c'mon!
[Hook]
[Spider Loc]
When it's Spider and big Yay', we doin it which way?
Real big cause he stay where the rich stay (n***a)
We get it crackin like a high school ditch day
Ghetto mack in this how I do the itch-bay
A Escalade and a two-shade six-tre'
With his life is the price that the snitch pay
But it's political, my paper sproutin
My girl get upset I don't take her out and
My choice of occupation make her doubtin
I'll be out the front do', I can't take the poutin
I'm about anythang, that'll make a mountain
Of this moolah; ooh all the cake I'm countin
See the game too deep, I can't shake I'm scoutin
The clout; our fans loud like the Lakers shoutin
Tryna have me a flat with some acres
Out in the boondocks, so I move without them fakers
G-Unit!
[Hook]
[Tony Yayo]
I'm filthy so stop hatin, the milli's what I'm wavin
You guilty by a**ociation, you payin for operations
Your kids be orphans, coughin up organs
You sprayin up your Benz, you layin in coffins
It's G-Unit clique ni**a, you love how we spit ni**a
My wrists glist' in glitter cause we sittin on six ni**a
Yo it's all about the Benjamins, feel the adrenaline
Yo we k**in 'em, with beats from, Dre and Eminem
Your b**h keep grillin me, I know she feelin me (yeah!)
My last cap and gown was, in elementary (uh-huh)
The kid is back, the kid is strapped, I'm hot hot
The way we rap, we blazin tracks, you not not
And Em's on the beat, I had to hire Marshall (what!)
So we keep the club packed, for the fire marshals (one more time!)
n***a Em on the beat I had to, hire Marshall
So we keep the club packed, for the fire marshals, yeah! (HERE WE GO!)
[Hook]
[Tony Yayo - repeat 2X]
You don't want no drama, we run up on your momma
And co*k back the llama; now that's beef n***a
You don't wanna start it, so don't get it started
Cause my Gorillas is insane and retarded
[Yay] Yeah n***a you know what time it is
[Loc] It is what it is n***a
[Yay] Real talk of New York
[Loc] You know how we do
[Yay] My n***a Spider Loc
[Loc] f**in with young Yay'
[Yay] Uh-huh
[Loc] Ay, you better watch your way
[Yay] Brooklyn Queens
[Loc] To all the way to Los Angeles
[Yay] Manhattan, Harlem
[Loc] I think, C.C. Riders, you know how I do
[Yay] Yeah n***a
[Loc] We rip ride but I f** with it all
[Yay] Yeah what you f**in with
[Loc] All riders f** with me man, red rags, bodies on the swines
[Yay] Oh alright
[Loc] Drag new parks
[Yay] Alright
[Loc] Eastside, East Coast riders, the whole city
[Yay] So I'm good when I'm on the Westside, huh?
[Loc] Man, ay the city got your back Yayo
[Yay] Aight that's what's up n***a, it is what it is
[Loc] From Long Beach n***as we in this, it is what it is n***a
[Tony Yayo]
G-G, G-G, G-G-Unit!
G-G, G-G, G-G-Unit!
G-G, G-G, G-G-Unit!
G-G, G-G, G, G-G, G-G, G
G-G, G-G, G-G-Unit! {*echoes*}