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[Intro]
N*gga I ain’t f*cking around,
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!
[Verse 1]
I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, f*ck a pig, ya dig?
I go to war with one nine
I work, you see mine,
But I ain’t never ever gonna say I did it,
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the back locks
You stuntin’ on hungry n*ggas, go ahead get your ass shot
Your neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your name on it,
I’m serious, sometimes it seems like I’m playin’
Dump a shell case in your face, The D’s got 40?
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold case
I know some n*ggas, some snitches
I know some b*tches who’s scared
I got some shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you n*ggas look at and flinch
Ghetto n*gga get rich, what you think I’ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my b*tch n*gga ether
[Chorus x2]
All we do is get that grain,
And my n*ggas move cocaine
Plus we let them hammers bang
I’m talking ’bout the Unit gang.
[Verse 2]
Inhale! Smell the gunpowder, my hands is full of residue
N*ggas’ll shoot n*ggas, you lucky it weren’t you
N*gga, my best song, my chucks are bomb proof,
You shoot, I shoot back, find God when I’m on you
This ain’t tales of the crypt, n*gga, this tales of the hood
Stay the f*ck out the way with your mouth shut like you should!
When the bullshit start I’ma find a spot
Aim it right at your knot than the shell cases’ll drop
Man, you n*ggas don’t know me, you know my government name
Go ‘head ask about booboo, they tell you I let it bang
Got a big reputation, there’s something wrong with my brain
N*gga front, I’ma squeeze it, go ‘head stunt, I’m squeeze it
[Chorus x2]
[Outro]
Yeah! Back on my shit, man!
I don’t give a f*ck about fitting in
You n*ggas gonna follow me!
Back to the ground, n*gga we gonna make it nice and dirty!
Now wan’ get dirty with me?
We gon’ see if you all you n*ggas done with soft?
All y’all get with the shit man
This the shit man
All the real n*ggas feel it!
Rest of you RnB ass n*ggas
Go on, man! Go on play ya little song, n*gga
F*ck it! G-G-G-G-G-Unit
SMS Audio, Sleek By 50
N*gga I ain’t f*cking around,
SMS, get the message, get the message!
SMS, get the message!
[Verse 1]
I go hard full time, duck when I pull mine
I run from one time, f*ck a pig, ya dig?
I go to war with one nine
I work, you see mine,
But I ain’t never ever gonna say I did it,
In a hoopty, hoody on, cruising the back locks
You stuntin’ on hungry n*ggas, go ahead get your ass shot
Your neck got your chain on it
Bullet got your name on it,
I’m serious, sometimes it seems like I’m playin’
Dump a shell case in your face, The D’s got 40?
They tryna find a rat or call it a cold case
I know some n*ggas, some snitches
I know some b*tches who’s scared
I got some shooters around me and they stay fully prepared
We got them straps you n*ggas look at and flinch
Ghetto n*gga get rich, what you think I’ma get?
We got that pump in that chopper, we got the tech in that sweeper
We got that Ruger that Mac, I call it my b*tch n*gga ether
[Chorus x2]
All we do is get that grain,
And my n*ggas move cocaine
Plus we let them hammers bang
I’m talking ’bout the Unit gang.
[Verse 2]
Inhale! Smell the gunpowder, my hands is full of residue
N*ggas’ll shoot n*ggas, you lucky it weren’t you
N*gga, my best song, my chucks are bomb proof,
You shoot, I shoot back, find God when I’m on you
This ain’t tales of the crypt, n*gga, this tales of the hood
Stay the f*ck out the way with your mouth shut like you should!
When the bullshit start I’ma find a spot
Aim it right at your knot than the shell cases’ll drop
Man, you n*ggas don’t know me, you know my government name
Go ‘head ask about booboo, they tell you I let it bang
Got a big reputation, there’s something wrong with my brain
N*gga front, I’ma squeeze it, go ‘head stunt, I’m squeeze it
[Chorus x2]
[Outro]
Yeah! Back on my shit, man!
I don’t give a f*ck about fitting in
You n*ggas gonna follow me!
Back to the ground, n*gga we gonna make it nice and dirty!
Now wan’ get dirty with me?
We gon’ see if you all you n*ggas done with soft?
All y’all get with the shit man
This the shit man
All the real n*ggas feel it!
Rest of you RnB ass n*ggas
Go on, man! Go on play ya little song, n*gga
F*ck it! G-G-G-G-G-Unit
SMS Audio, Sleek By 50
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