Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane
Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane

They say I'm a trouble maker, I'm always in some shit, right
Keep my strap on me, niggas goin' front, I'ma get right
I don't care if it's broad day or it's night
I'm out on bail money and my lawyer fees will be alright
I ain't know pussy or no punk, niggas know 'bout me
And know my flows, know the clothes
I move around it's hard as hell tryin' to be low key
'Cause every gangsta in the hood fuckin' listen to me
And if I say I'm in my Bentley you could picture me rollin'
But if I said that shit last year you could picture it stolen
My dirty ass clean now, I'm fresh out the hood
If you mad 'cause I ain't hookin' your ass up then (good)
Niggas ain't never did a thing for me, now they wanna hang with me
Next thing you know they got they hands out, when see me
I don't play no games homie
I keep that thang on me, I lay a bitch-nigga down

Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane

This is Benzes, BM's
And Bentley's, back to back, when we come through
Palmer's, Rangers
Denali's, Escalades you know how we do
G-Unit!

You fuckin' right, a nigga still in the hood, call me
They say that the Feds want me
But they gotta come and get me
We aim for the head, homie (yeah)
Pistol grip pumps, with the rubber grips pop, 'til it stop
Then slide in another clip, burnin' down the block (poo)
You don't know who you fuckin' with until you get shot
See Buck is on some other shit
I keep a Desert Eagle in my reagle just for a bitch (bitch)

Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane
Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane

Beam on the MAC, we'll put wings on ya' back
How ya' ass gon' walk when ya' leg detached (yeah)
Yo, the game changed, lil' niggas run the streets, yo
The black panther nigga down like Dee-Bo
My curfew at nine, I'm low for my P-O (yeah)
We pop up at twelve just to search the condo! (uh-huh)
G-Unit is the gang mane, niggas go hard (yeah)
So my heart's gone colder than Attican's yard (here we go now, yeah)

I only been in the game for a year, it ain't changed (uh-huh)
But I'm hot, inside ya' brains in the rear of the Range
I be valid till I'm guilty
Yeah, they call me slitherin' them cowards should of killed me, I'm powerful and filthy
So, niggas say, "Sorry," Before I let them Goons loose
And send ya' ass home with the rims like prune juice
I'm New York's prince, bent like tints
Signed with 50, I been in the Benz brand since

Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane
Y'all niggas know me, cause I do my thang, mane
You look, you goin' see, G-Unit's my gang, mane
You front on me, I pull out the thang, thang
And pop at you, bang bang, and blow out your brains, mane