[Intro: 50 Cent]
Ye….
Now you ain’t even gotta tell them who it is, I be like wussup it’s the KING, they know it’s me man. Fuckin kiddin me I run New York.

[Chorus: 50 Cent}
Ya’ll niggas know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Verse 1: 50 Cent]
Oh they say I’m a trouble maker, imma waste of Shit Riiighht, Keep my strap on me niggas front imma get right, I don’t care if it’s broad day, or it’s night, I’m out on bail money and my lawer fees I be alright, I ain’t no pussy I ain’t no punk niggas know bou’t me, and know my flows know the clothes and know the hoes I see, I move around it’s hard as hell  tryin to be low kee, cause every gangster in the hood fuckin listen to me. And if I say I’m in my Bentley you could picture me rollen, 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 cuz i ain’t hookin your ass up den good, niggas ain’t neva did a thing for me, now they wanna hang with me, next thing you know they got they hands out, wantin from me, I don’t play no games homie, I keep that thang on me, I lay a bitch nigga down.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll niggas know me, cause I do my thang man. You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]


[Bridge: 50 Cent]
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!

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
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 pistol grip pumps with the rubber grips pop t’ill it stop, then slide in another clip burnin down the block 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.

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll niggas know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Verse 3: Spider Loc]
Now tell these niggas to make room, clear the path whoever stand in my way they do I might do a year and a half, for stabbin a bitch, when I’d rather be in my lab stabbin a bitch Licken her out then I’m kickin her out, I gots the best work on the block, this is just a sample I’m givin out, once they get a taste they gon be waitin out, forget about these other new rappers they can move past us get down and dirty like you’s ratches, and my crew flashes you gon be fucked up, tough luck you bustas better hush up, 848 thugs what, 50 told me the games ova, homie it’s ray’s time, you ready here it come when I appear they run, and you don’t hear from the niggas t’ill the coast is clear, the east coast is where I rest but I be out west getting love from them sets, them Mexicans and Samoans, so I don’t need to check your resume, doggy I’m knowin.



[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll niggas know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]

[Verse 4: Tony Yayo]
Beem on the mac, will put wings on ya back, how ya ass gon walk when ya leg detach, yo the game changed, lil niggas run the streets, yo the black panther nigga down like dee-bo, my curfew at 9, I’m low for my p.o, we pop up at 12 jus to search the condo, g-unit is the gang man, niggas go hard, so my hearts gon colder than hatticas yard!

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks]
I only been in the game for a year it isn’t changed, but I’m hot, inside ya brains In the rear of the range, I be valid till I'm guilty, ye they call me slitherin,them cowards should of killed me I’m powerful and filthy, some niggas say sorry, before I let them Goon's loose and send ya ass home wit the rims like prune juice, I’m New York’s prince, Bent like tints,signed wit 50 i been in da benz brand sense!
[Chorus: 50 Cent]
Ya’ll niggas know me, cause I do my thang man.You look you gon see, G-Unit’s my gang man, you front on me, I’ll pull out the thang thang, pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man.[x2]