DJ Whoo Kid - G-Unit The Gang lyrics

[Chorus x2: 50 Cent] Y'all n***as know me, cause I do my thang mane You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang mane You front on me, I pull out the thang thang And Pop at you bang bang and Blow out your brains mane [Verse 1: 50 Cent] They say I'm a trouble maker, I'm always in some sh** right Keep my strap on me, n***as goin' front, I'mma get right I don't care if it's broad day or it's night I'm out on bail money and my lawyer fees will be alright I ain't know p**y or no punk, n***as know 'bout me And know my flows, know the clothes I move around it's hard as hell tryin' to be low key Cause every gangsta in the hood f**in' listen to me And if I say I'm in my Bentley you could picture me rollin' But if I said that sh** last year you could picture it stolen My dirty a** clean now! - I'm fresh out the hood! If you mad cause I ain't hookin' your a** up then - GOOD n***as ain't neva did a thing for me! Now they wanna hang with me Next thing you know they got they hands out - when see me I don't play no games homie I keep that thang on me! - I lay a b**h-n***a DOWN! [gunshot] [Chorus: 50 Cent] [Bridge: 50 Cent] This is Benzes, BM's And Bentley's, back to back, when we come through... Palmer's, Rangers Denali's, Escalades you know how we do... - G-UUNIT! [gun co*ks] [Verse 2: Young Buck:] You f**in' right a n***a still in the hood call me They say that the Feds want me But they gotta come and get me We aim for the head homie. (YEAH!) [gunshot] Pistol grip pumps With the rubber grips POP, 'til it stop Then slide in another clip [gun co*ks] burnin' down the BLOCK (POO!) You don't know who you f**in with until you get shot [gunshot] See Buck is on some other sh** I keep a Desert Eagle in my reagle just for a b**h! (b*tch!) [Chorus x2: 50 Cent & Tony Yayo] [Verse 3: Tony Yayo:] Beam on the Mack, will put wings on ya back How ya a** gon' walk - when ya leg detached! (YEAH!) Yo the game changed, lil' n***as run the streets yo The black panther n***a down like Dee-Bo. [gunshot] My curfew at 9! - I'm low for my P.O! (YEAH!) We pop up at 12'' just to search the condo! (UH-HUH!) G-Unit is the gang mayne, n***as go hard! (YEAH!) So my hearts gone colder than Atticans yard! (HERE WE GO NOOW! YEAH) [Verse 4: Lloyd Banks:] I only been in the game for a year it ain't changed (uh-huh!) But I'm hot! - Inside ya brains in the rear of the range I be valid till I'm guilty Yea they call me slitherin them cowards should of k**ed me, I'm powerful and filthy So n***as say: "Sorry! " - Before I let them Goons loose And send ya a** home with' the rims like Prune Juice [gunshot] I'm New York's prince! - Bent' like tints Signed with' 50, I been in da benz brand since [Chorus x2: 50 Cent & Tony Yayo]