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[intro- 50 Cent]
Yeah (G-Unit!!)
[16 shots - ha ha]

[verse1- 50 Cent]
This man thus sings with us in the high
Aww ni*** doesn't crib, G-Unit shines more than the sun
(yeah)Gangstas number one, is number one
History is for all niggas that they're found
I today lay down to several niggas, yeah others still I go to lie down
It doesn't import ni***, its shit boy is we now
Men now listen to this voice, its animal I have pounds
What the fuc*** its bitch, G-Unit leads today, always and now
it's easy for me to arrive and to kill you, with guns or vocal ropes
(yeah)I have Bentleys, Lambos, Spurts, money and boats
This I earned with musics, wars and many dopes
It doesn't touch in me motherfuc***, G-Unit touches and goes crazy
Girl moves for me, the great ones doesn't move with me baby
A girl not to want me is impossible, to release me maybe
Don't get passionate myself easy, later it finishes on for my phone
Interesting girls I find easy in the city or the zone
I'm a man of some abilities, I'm hot man
It's not guilt mine, 50 Cent the boss of the city, you's an ice man
The Giants play in New York, the fat people play in fast food
You don't have problem with its fat and I don't have with my money
It calls me the one that to want, of man of the money or monkey
G-Unit!

[chorus- 50 Cent]
I'm bulletproof ni***
Yayo, Buck, Banks balance the multitudes ni***
It doesn't move with us ni***
I'm rich man, you I'm poor ni***
In the pocket millions, NY isn't same ni***

[talking- 50 Cent]
I spoke, I shot in you ni*** (haha)
You never it caught in a gun ni***
You don't know what! you're sun ni*** (haha)
I know! I continue not losing the control

[verse2- Tony Yayo]
We go in this 50, I sing together with the city
Yayo and G-Unit, without Jay and Diddy
It looks at for we, we continue with style and a smile in the face
Rap can not stop, I is in the top, finishes with its race
16 shots, already are 2 of the morning and the street is the flies
Step the day playing money for top and taste to fly
I place the pistol in its head, break its rib and puncture its eye
First black president, is my ni*** votes in the Obama
You have fear of rays and thunders, don't call its momma
My musics make you to feel pain, yeah singing our song oh no
It calls me master of rap ni***, the sound star is Y-A-Y-O
I game with rich and not with poor persons, G-Unit first class
He doesn't move with me, click-clack I shot and you game for the glass
You know who you're, bulletproof shit you're not so ass
I'm independent ni***, money and more money makes my Jaguar
I don't repeat the words for you its deaf person, I'm rap star

[chorus- 50 Cent]
I'm bulletproof ni***
Yayo, Buck, Banks balance the multitudes ni***
It doesn't move with us ni***
I'm rich man, you I'm poor ni***
In the pocket millions, NY isn't same ni***

[verse3- Young Buck]
My name is in the mouths ni***, I sings thus ni***
A dream of several niggas, Bentley today nothing of bus ni***
Ordered to construct to a building in Dubai ni***, I make money ni***
That island isn't same ni***, a ticket of the G-Unit for there ni***
Yayo and 50 already had left the mark of them in this music
Young Buck doesn't have doubts niggas, now if you want you use it
Yeah now is with you Banks (yeah)

[verse4- Lloyd Banks]
G-Unit sneakers ni***, looks at that wave man
50, Buck, Yayo and Banks don't play its game
Who make the rules are we man
Our blood is so hot ni***, the times is only cold
We have that it samples as if he makes, to show the way knows?
The best mafia music, all know the name Poppin Them Thangs
With many shouts, sound of shots and chains
In the street you rain, the moans sound you make to feel pain
Man doesn't imitate gangstas, imitates the hair of the T-pain
(YEAH!)

[chorus- 50 Cent]
I'm bulletproof ni***
Yayo, Buck, Banks balance the multitudes ni***
It doesn't move with us ni***
I'm rich man, you I'm poor ni***
In the pocket millions, NY isn't same nigga