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[Intro]

Wussup with it, nigga? (It`s how I do things)

G-Unit South! (You know you fucked up, right?)

Aye yo, fuck tha police!!

And fuck you snitchy azz niggas!!

You know whudd it is!! (Matta a fact)

Aye yo nigga! (You know whudd?!)

Suck my dick!!

[Chorus]

Yeah I sell dope, come and catch me nigga (What!!)

I do it fo` my folks, come and catch me nigga (Yuh!!)

Damn right I took glocks, come and catch me nigga (What!!)

I still won`t stop if you catch me, nigga (Let`s Goooo!!)

Yeah I sell dope, come and catch me nigga (What!!)

I do it fo` my folks, come and catch me nigga

Damn right I took glocks, come and catch me nigga (What!!)

I still won`t stop if you catch me, nigga (C`monnn!)

[Verse 1: All Star]

I neva been fronted, if I got it - then I bought it

Nigga, certified hustle-a, neva been caughted (Yuh!)

Traffican` and trappin` got me stackin` up these bucks

Nigga, I was grindin` hard when Warren Sapp was with (The Bucks) (Oooooowwhh)

Nigga, we can git it crackin`, really I don`t give a fuck

Call Scrap` and cherk Buck Like, "Let`s go hit `em up!"

From tha -A- to Cashville, G-Unit, G`s up

And we talk to much heat to eva-eva freeze up (Holla!)

Keep a hammer on my waist, a banana on tha cake

I`m just happy to see 21 candals on tha cake

And if I`m eva down bad, it`s a bandana on my face

I`ll stomp bitch, I don`t give a damn `bout a case (Fuck!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Lil Scrappy]

Yo.. (Aye..)

See, I don`t give a fuck if he know, you know

I`ll smoke-a blunt in front of tha police like it`s legal (C`mon!!)

Stand on tha squad car screaming "Fuck tha people!"

Man dem niggas hear me, then can git it like we do (Yeeaaah!!)

Perp for tha low, peel fo` you roll

Gotta go and hustle, `cause my pokets on low

Got a couplah niggas dat`s gon` flip em O`s

It was born in my blood, I`m gon pimp em ho`s (Fo` Sho`!!)

When you see me in tha street, yeah I did it fo` tha struggle ho`

Now on my time, I`m gon` do it fo` my daughter tho

Even if I have to rob and lay a nigga on tha flo` (Aye, Aye)

You don`t want no problems - just gimme what I came fo` (G-Uniit!!)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Young Buck]

Posted up, on dis corna like whateva

My chin-chilla covas, on my G-Unit sweata (Yeah!!)

On Tuesdays and Thursdays they say tha vikes rollin`

We see `em ride by, but we act like we don`t know `em

They know they we ain`t gone, see dis is our hood (What!!)

We wear these bandanas, not `cause they look good (Fo` Real!)

Let`s do dis fo` big took it, them niggas in the pen

Tha ones dat won`t neva see these fuckin` streets again (Yeaaah!!)

So fuck tha D.E.A. and fuck tha F.B.I.

We traffican` dis shit, up until tha day we die (Bu-bu-bu-buck!)

Some say I`m out my mind, I say I`m about my grind (What!!)

Dat`s why when I tell `em I bought a phantom

They know dat I ain`t lyin` (Aye!!)

[Chorus]

[Outro]

Niggas know whudd it is!

Straight up, on some real shiit, haha

I got public service work to do, haha

Yeahh!!!

Aye yo 50!!

Aye yo nigga!

You told me what dem {?} gon` do

Now I see watchu mean

Fuck tha police!!

Haha..

Yeah nigga, G-Unit South!!

Yeo!!

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