G-Unit

Lyrics

[Hook: BundleBoy Ruler] They think it's Jeff Hardy when I lay the smack down Walk in the dope house and throw the racks down Niggas back down every time we back out We put up sentry guns like it's nuketown Bundles we poppin them thangs like G-Unit Walk in the stash spot and add a P to it Shoutout The Hustle he added a key to it Count up a 10 and a 3 to it Me and my bitch don't kiss we hit licks I'm a alien they sent me to earth with 2 zips They know it's Ruler when I'm moving like Slick Rick She at the doc with a cough for a script These niggas talkin hella fictitious I got Sex Pistols like Sid Vicious I could play hockey and beat all the white boys Hit 'em with hat tricks caine like Patrick I could pull a dime out my SnapBack turn it to a dub call it the cap trick Taxing drought prices they know what it's hitting for White got the fiends pulling up on snowboards Hardcore champion Ruler Van Dam They know I'm big headed like NBA Jam Bitch from Harlem pull up smoking purple haze and bumping that Killa Cam Feel like Juelz I'm what the games been missing Brand new choppas for them niggas that's dissing Me and my bitch only hit licks we ain't kissing Mask on when I rip shit like a piston Poles on us they think we going fishing Up 2 Glocks and shit get malicious Got a stripper bitch and her name delicious I could cross everything off ya wishlist Hella pages in the book like the Bible but that ain't the Bible nigga that's my hit list Feel like Manny pour a 4 and sip it Call me chief Neef when I got the big ass blicky They think I'm Quan boy in the dope house I'm rolling up a backwood full of sticky Feel like Famous Dex with that drippy drippy Crack in my socks right near my Achilles Niggas must a thought that we was from Philly the way we pulling up poppin wheelies Baseball money like I play for the Phillies I am not human so you will never feel me For the shit that I know they a try to kill me Get rich or die trying I feel like 50 Bulletproof I been in the game like 50 How much u made today shit I think a 50 What's that hanging out yo pocket a .40 This tec get to tekken like Eddie Gordo What you want delivery or DiGiorno Pull a pie out the oven like a DiGiorno Before school we used to smoke back to back After school we was on the block selling crack Fuck bands I'm bringing back racks Rolling up burritos like snack wraps Pistol look like out of shape Shaq If I take a L ima shake back These niggas talkin louder than they weed In the trap with some powder and a lil weed Feel like Dexter when I'm up in the lab This thang got titties put DD on yo ass Got a bag full of creativity Aim fast like I got high sensitivity Like Ludacris I told the bitch get back Fat Joe on my hip it a make you lean back Hit 'em with some cut syrup he wanna bring the lean back Got a Motorola that's my lick jack Threw a P at him and told him think fast I'm on another lever cus I think fast I heard what he said and that shit was a fairy tale I put a mountain of weed on the scale Like master splinter I be sending shells Riding in demons like we came back from hell I'm from Buffalo she know I got bills Add another play to my highlight reel I'm a robot I don't feel how you feel Big gun like Shaq tell me who I Shaquille Going back to Neptune like Pharrell If you wanna be me then be yo self Twist of fate like Matt & Jeff I see these niggas foul like a ref I earned my stripes like a ref Come to the dope house get blessed Guns sneezing God bless Around this time a lot of niggas get stretched [Hook: BundleBoy Ruler] They think it's Jeff Hardy when I lay the smack down Walk in the dope house and throw the racks down Niggas back down every time we back out We put up sentry guns like it's nuketown Bundles we poppin them thangs like G-Unit Walk in the stash spot and add a P to it Shoutout The Hustle he added a key to it Count up a 10 and a 3 to it