INTRO)
(A CAR PULLS UP.... 9 BULLETS GO OFF) G G G G G G G G G G G G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
(CHORUS)
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
G-UNIT IN THIS BITCH
RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT RIGHT THURR
(50 Cent)
We like it when she do that right thurr (right thurr)
Me and Trent we dont motha fuckin curr (curr)
I got my trey-pound-7 right hurr (hurr)
Nigga call the cops if u want i dont curr (curr)
Its g-unit we dont fuckin play furr (furr)
My shit is mine, your shit we gotta shurr (shurr)
The dogs off the chain my nigga bewurr (bewurr)
New York City im the muthafuckin murr (murr)
I got one hundred G's on ma neck but dont sturr (stur)
The ice, all your vision might blurr (blur)
Bitch get outta line, ill smack ur ass right hurr (hurr)
I dont care who you are, i dont mothafuckin curr (curr)
(CHORUS)
(Young Buc)
Young Buc in this bitch right right right right hurr
I snuck in the club with a glock
I got some bud in my sock
Hell, fuck the cops
They just mad cuz im hot
Thugged out, either get up or get the fuck out
Come south, la me show u niggaz wut Buc bout
I aint scared, u coward bitches better beware
The source awards to the billboards, G-Unit there
Here i go, who ever want beef, let me know
I aint one of them artists that on that p-diddy show
I can hit u with the scope or hit you with some coke boy
Make sure u hit me back soon as u want more
(CHORUS)
