Yea, G-G-G-G-G-UNIT! (G-UNIT!)
  Ha ha...
    [Chorus: 50 Cent]
    It's easy to see when you look at me
  If you look closely, 50 don't BACK DOWN
  Everywhere I go both coasts wit toast
  Eastside, Westside, I hold that MACK DOWN
  Every little nigga you see around me
  Hold a gun big enough to fuckin hold SHAQ DOWN
  Next time you in the hood and see an ol G
  You ask about me, the young boy don't BACK DOWN
    Any living thing that cannot co-exist with the kid
  Must decease existin, little nigga, now listen
  Yo mami, yo papi, that bitch you chasin
  Ya little dirty ass kids, I'll fuckin erase them
  Your success is not enough, you wanna be hard
  Knowin that, you get knocked, you get fucked in the yard
  Youza poptart sweetheart, you soft in the middle
  I eatcha for breakfast, the watch was an exchange for your necklace
  and your boss is a bitch, if he could he would
  Sell his soul for cheap, trade his +Knight+ to be Suge
  You can buy cars but you can't buy respect in the hood
  Maybe I'm so disrespectfu cuz to me you're a mystery
  I know niggaz from ya hood, you have no history
  Never sold nothin, never popped nothin, nigga stop frontin
  Jay put you on, X made you hot
  Now you run around like you some big shot
  Ha, ha pussy...
    [Chorus]
    "This rap shit is all fucked up now! What are we gonna do now?
  How we gonna eat man? 50 back around"
  That's Ja's lil punk ass thinkin out loud
  Southside, Tah died, that's just how I get down
  I'm back in the game shawty, to +Rule+ and conquer
  You sing for hoes and sound like the cookie monster
  I'm the hardest from New York, my flow is bonkers
  All the other hard niggaz, they come from Yonkers
  It's been years and you had the same niggaz in the background
  You never gonna sell unless Cadd Tah's crack child
  Them niggaz they just SUCK, they no good
  I ain't never heard a nigga say "they like them in the hood"
  I'm back better than ever, on top of my game
  Even them country boys sayin "50 we feelin you mayn"
  Now you stay the fuck outta my zone, outta my throne
  I'm New York City's own...BAD GUY (BAD GUY)
    [Chorus]
    I ain't tellin anyone you pussy
  I ain't tellin anyone you gettin extored
  It ain't over.... (G-UNIT)
  I've been patently waitin to BLOWW
  Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the "50 Cent Show"
  This is my life, my pain, my night, my gun
  Now that I'm back, you can't sleep
  I'm a nightmare huuhhhh
  You hired cops to hold you down cuz you fear for your life
  You heard about them guns I done bought, right?
  I ain't goin no where, I done told you nigga
  I'ma G-Unit motherfuckin solider nigga (They not gon like you)
  I know, I know...ha, ha (G-UNIT)