And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow
Squeeze me and it's bye-bye gone
For bullying the baseline and leanin' on the beat
If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down
Y'all done fucked up now
Kay Slay and Big Mike, admit it the kid tight
If you ain't reppin' where you from, sit down
By now I know you done seen me
We bust down models and plush out Tahoe's
If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get
If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit
We gettin' doh' everywhere we go
Amongst weed smokers and crap floor gamblers
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
Lloyd Banks, 'Hunger For More'
'Hunger For More', rider music, nigga
'Cause 50 push Bentley's and Dre push Diablo's
I watched Kobe go from the Basketball Court to the courtroom
I built the rep for murder on every Who Kid
That was gang bangin' when Jaws was a Goldfish
Nashville to Memphis, my buzz is tremendous
Stunt in the club, get hit wit' yellow bottles
So it's back to the amateurs, wrappin' ya' sandwiches
If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit
P89, my clip filled wit' hollows
Y'all niggaz look like us, smell like us but y'all not us man
And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow
Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'
We gettin' doh' everywhere we go
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
Yay' rap is crack and I got the best blow, best flow
Jewels froze, look like we hit the Lotto
If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get
And I'll be damn if I cosign a old snitch
My click eat like the Twelve Holy Apostles
Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'
We told y'all motherfuckers, man
Think like Cestro, the games in a lasso
Yo Banks, I told these nigga's, man
They hop in the van wit us and clap on cameras
I skeet babies on ya breezy
And you ain't even put up a fight
Don't speak, ma, if ya neck don't swallow
In 16 bars, nigga, I'm finished, Faneeco
I'm hot now so the rats wanna stand wit' us
Bounce like ass in my video
And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow
Rap game is ours, nigga
Schemin' on a freak, fan base leanin' on the jeep
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get
I pass through the city slow but hit the gas on a silly hoe
So if you say Banks in ya verse then you better be talkin' 'bout Tyra
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
I put a ring on every finger but the rats still askin'
If the drama gets thick, it's the guns I get
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
From PA to L.A., Atlanta to Texas
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'
If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
We back, nigga, 50 the General
If you ain't reppin' where you from then sit
We got guns like Popeye's arm
God gave me this flow so I am special
We gettin' doh' everywhere we go
And it's killin' 'em slow just to hear me blow
G-Unit, nigga's is runnin' this shit
If you ain't reppin' where you from, sit down
Jump in the Benz without snaps on the petro'
I'm well known now so you see me on the creep
Make sure the birds don't get brought to him
Banks, put me in the booth, let's go
Screws [Incomprehensible] swimmin' in my Castro
And I ain't stoppin', only Jack the Jacob could freeze me
'Cause there's one on all of mine, I'm the rap Phil Jackson and
I've been named New York's screamin' on the street
If you ain't reppin' where you from sit down
I hit the clubs, now I'm back tourin' Canada's
Young Beezy Buck, Game
We gettin' doh' everywhere we go
Them generals and them comrades
On ya' stadium or TV, with 380 on the EV
Ain't no click like the one I'm wit'
Go 'head try to do my harm, solider
Aye yo, uno, dos, tres, quatro'
And you'll be in a black bag like grass out the lawnmower
This for them gangstas
That Eminem money got cash in my escrow
They walkin' wit the fire
