[Chorus:] I keep saying I don't love these hoes I keep saying I don't love these hoes (Man I don't love em man) I keep saying I don't love these hoes
I'm pretty nice on the dice trips Twice in row, you know, I got to get the dough My confidence is high, I know I can hit a lik My G's pretty good, I know
circle, will leave a bitch with broken bones United together, forever As long as Little J give me the go-ahead, I'ma brandish my Baretta So one mo' kill
2Pac] Though we exist and breathe some believe currency comes to g's Stresses after battle with success comes greed (echo) They got me hot When they shot
Dred, jheri curl, process, or bald head Be prepared for the smoke to bust What niggas need to do is start loc'in up United we stand divided we fall They can shoot
The thiiiings you dooooooooo... {CAN'T FORGET... } Makes meeeeeee keep ruunnin' to yoooouuuu! {NIKKI! } (Run to me now, baby come on! Run to me now, baby come on!) {G-UNIT
go to hell! [50 Cent:] I'm a piece of shit it ain't hard to fucking tell! (HAHAAAHHH!) {G-UNIT! } [B.I.G.:] Crime after crime, from drugs to extortion
shoulders (boom) Now where my soliders at, get ready for combat Im livin' like them niggaz that dunn went to Vietnam, hey (G-Unit!) So if you try to lock
[Intro] Hahaha I told niggas not to shoot dice with me Look at this stack I got money I got money Hahaha [50 Cent] Aww nigga don't trip I'll kill ya
Hook] (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own gang (I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! [50
D's; yeah, I doubt that! I put the barrel in tha .5th in ya mouth, Jack! {50 Cent! } [gunshot] [beat stops] [Outro: 50 Cent] Whoooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! Damn! G-Unit Radio, G-Unit
realest label Don't try to act like you don't feel our label Cause we gon' fuck around and kill your label Obie, D-Tweezy, G-Unit, 50, Shady records
to lose my shoes will explode as soon as you go to step in 'em (BROOM) you know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit, D-1
up on this Uh, yeah 50, Back with avengeance They gon call this the greatest coe=meback of all time This shit gon bring chills up your spine G-g-g-g-g-unit
Let the world go, let these babies have somethin Let the world go, just don't blow this muthafucka up You kill him, he'll kill you Some say it stupid
to zero with flatlines Kill your whole entourage off with just one rhyme One rhyme... one rhyme... just one rhyme I don't give a fuck I kill em with
