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[50 Cent and DJ Whoo Kid

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT!

[50
It's a fact homie, eagles don't fly in
But the eagles I got own shots
Like beefin', homie I ain't a word
I'll run up on your punk ass squeezing the
Now what New York know about country grammar
Not much, but we how to bang them hammers
When I pull out that thing, you better yourself
Or win a trip to ICU, and you can take
If you lucky motherfucker, I'm I told ya
Push ya shit back, put my through ya six pack
Gat bust, rush, blowin' the dust
Five point O, the cluth, while I'm burnin' the dutch
You them other niggas was hot, I'm turnin' it up
This the blueprint, nigga are you learnin' or
You done told me you me, now tell me I'm the nicest
Admit it nigga, I'm a crisis

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I my own gang
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of until I retire my jersey)

Banks]
It's niggas rate the respect of who gat bigger
Banks been blowin' on purple stuff before fat nigga
make dollars, and dollars make death threats
I'm remixes to bulletproof the Lex next
Duck nigga, war
I'm heavy on sports, to my draw like NBA's
Don't make me send the at you
I'll have your man walk with another rest in peace tattoo
Look creampuff, you can get killed
Nigga you ain't invincible, Superman in a wheel chair
I've always a picky man, but I ain't a flowered star
So I'mma fuck all fans
Look, whether you it or not, right in ya spot
All in your grill, wearin' the crown, em down
We're in the pound fare in the clown
I'm running gangstas, don't make one of em shank ya

(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (I got the rep of a villian, the concealin')
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! I started my own
(I'm a soldier) G-UNIT! (full of controversy until I my jersey)

Yayo]
I'mma ride with my rap shit and my body
Ride like a Taliban bomber
Four six feet, I off ya feet
I kill ya with a pillow you fall asleep
records can't sell, your company is buyin' em
Give it up, Burger King is
You shoulda been a cop, you snitch a lot
to the jakes, you bound to get shot
I used to watch Big and Scooby Doo
Now I'm choppin' big birds and them too
For that Master P money, shoppin' spree money
That coke, dope and that ecstasy money
I'm to build empires across the state line
So move like vampires, never see me in the
I out with a nina and a mack
I you like Khia, my neck, my back