[Chorus] I'm amazing, I'm crazy the hood dun made me feel like my emotions are froze I stay "G'd Up", Its the things the I dun seen and the sh** I've been through that made my heart turn cold I stay "G'd Up", I'm a gangsta ya find out for sure if you ever step on my toes I stay "G'd Up", When I'm hangin' out the window wit that AK filling ya punk a** wit holes [50 Cent] Cocaine, h**n, ecstasy, marijuana, I'm new on that greyhound f**ing wit NY to Carolina, Paper chase different name,same face don't catch a case, My road dogs on parole his baby girls 4 years old, We play the block pistol cop, You could shoot or get shot k** you for you're crack spot take everything your a** got, Semi-automatics spary, bust back up on the way, n***as talking in the hood we'll handle his another day, In November you make my sh**, you should be dead, If you can catch a Christmas, I'll send you a gift,n***az will come And leave yo a** twisted,them hollow tips shells burn baby burn, See n***as get merked up, N babies born make the world turn, I seen it all crispy clear so I keep my pistol near, Hearts never full of fear homie I stay well aware of what's going Around me motherf**ers want me dead I go wit a smile on my face, Witness my time kid [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Lil n***a I dun paid ya way, y'all should thank 'em, But if you think otherwise bring ya boy over here so I could spank 'em, Ill put a end to your career b**h (b**h), before you speak on 50, Buy forty in a spare clip, these n***as getting ga**ed up Getting to used to rap like I won't give them more blood clots than super cat, n***as will snatch ya I'm like a bat catcher ill give em Signs and they'll post up match ya, Round here n***as die off hydro and even when it ain't the 4th of July it sound like pyro, You smart enough to creep n lay you're dumb brains down the pound will Spin you down like the young James Brown (yeah) I know I'm hot but hey (hey) I'm icy to rocks will hit you from a block away like a beat from Dr.Dre We takin' over this year case the soldiers is Here everyone knows its a scare (yeah)! [Chorus] [Young Buck] My poppa never bothered to show me what it was to be a man He just pop another bottle and smoke up a half a gram, I would hop in my Impala and ride all thought the night That gave my homeboy light so when you do it do it right, My fingernails still filled with c**aine residue, I still got the heart to go bust me ahead or 2 (fo sho) no other solution you think we hollerin and hooptin' Until you wake up and you gotta here about these shootings, I take a bullet from my vooz and put the clip in my pocket Before I take another bullet I'm gonna pull it and pop it And if its beef my n***a then let your guns do the talkin' The graveyard has got plenty room for a coffin They say we responsible for boosting the crime rate They say we the reason these young n***as is buying weight But I'm gonna keep this glock on my waist till my dyin' days its "Nothin' But A G Thang" G-Unit And Dr.Dre [Chorus]