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G-Unit lyrics : "Y'all Ain T Fuckin With Us"

[50 Cent: talking]
50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Game GGGGGGGG Unit!


[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
See I'm a city boy man I ain't from the South
50 Cent man ya'll ^!$$%s ya'll know what I'm about

I'm bout my money man I'm on a paper chase
I'll have doc tying your face like a shoelace
See I don't play no games I'll cut you up mayne

I get tired of hearing you talk I'll $#[email protected] you up mayne
You see me in the club you know a ^!$$% strapped
Picture me partying, playing games without my gat


[Verse 2: Young Buck]
They say the club is a death trap (why) cause ^!$$%s be beefin

And they be thinkin its cool so they be right where they be left at
Wonder why I dress black
Cause there ain't no tellin where I gotta bust this Tec at (blah)

That click clack mean get back or get hit
Them ^!$$%s tried to rob me but they ain't get %#@!
I'm quick with the 45 ^!$$% take that

Then call Game tell him scoot me in the Maybach G Unit!

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

Ya'll ^!$$%s ain't $#[email protected] with us (nah)
Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us homie
Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us (nah)

Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us G Unit!

[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]

It's two thousand and four
New pound in the draw
Blue powder Azzure

With jewels out of the store
The flashy playboy fools try to ignore
Ya'll gon' make me build a pool out of the floor

Before you come back and 'wild
Ask Saddamm for advice cause you gon' be in the ground for a while
Now my weed is exotic $#[email protected] all the basics

Purple haze got my $$# stuck in the matrix

[Chorus: 50 Cent]

Ya'll ^!$$%s ain't $#[email protected] with us (nah)
Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us homie
Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us (nah)

Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us G Unit!

[Verse 4: The Game]

When I'm in M.I.A. I'm with my haitian crew
Any beef with G Unit ^!$$%s'll eat you like Jamaican food
A year ago I was making moves

The closet I ever been to NY was Crush Groove
Now I walk through Manhattan
Pants saggin

Me and Sha Money tryin to get 50 to put on a pair of khakis
We $#[email protected] ^!$$%s up from Compton to Queens
Write what you want you still can't sell your magazine (*##$


[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya'll ^!$$%s ain't $#[email protected] with us (nah)

Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us homie
Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us (nah)
Ya'll ain't $#[email protected] with us G Unit!


[The Game: talking]
Theres a price on ya head mother$#[email protected]


[Young Buck: talking]
^!$$% I'm here to.. goddamit take the hit

50 what you want me to do ^!$$% lets ride

[The Game: talking]

^!$$% I'll only work for Buck anyway I'll kill him for a dollar

[Young Buck: talking]

Its all hood Game you in the game
here come the riches then the (*##$es then the fame my ^!$$%

[The Game : talking]
I see you in the streets I'll knock your (*##$ $$# out


[Young Buck: talking]
G Unit ^!$$% and Yayo home (*##$

[The Game: talking]

GGGG GG GGG Unit

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