[Chorus: 50 Cent]

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



[Verse 1: Tony Yayo]

In my hood you get no points for ya jump shot

As soon as the sun rise we back on the block

The stress got me feelin' like an old man

And I stay on point for that red and gold van

Its a free lance performer Yayo be a pro

Cause the flows been hot since G.I. Joe

Yo my rhymes'll have you nodding like war in the streets

So the freaks give me ass like toilet seats

Get at me you really think you holdin' Big Daddy?

So wheres your indoor court and bowling alley

I got heart like a Hoover Crip, but bust slugs

Like an Inglewood Blood

I mingle with thugs

My single 'gon buzz

Ya boy export get rid of the drugs

I still bag my dope up with a mask and some gloves

I used to have 8 balls in my 8 ball jacket

Now a thug Lex coupes like Luke in Dukes Of Hazzard



[Chorus: 50 Cent]

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]

Put carpet burns on these rats for several days

Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs

I'm always with the biscuit

The only way I get blue balls is if a bitch had blue lipstick

You broke rob more blocks

Cause you ain't got to know how to break dance to wind up on a cardboard box

I'm Guccied down to my socks

Groupies houndin' the spot

We perform at

Keep goopies around for the cops

She'll be down for my watch

I ain't generous or courteous

I'm runnin' from a dirty bitch

Nigga you thirty six

You don't want it with the kid at all

Same shit bigger bathroom my niggas brawl

When we come after you it ain't no gray shots

The SIG will leave a hole in ya chest bigger than Flavor Flav's clock

You pussy, you wouldn't even pop the smallest chip

Cause on the inside you softer than a mozzarella stick



[Chorus: 50 Cent]

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



[Verse 3: 50 Cent]

I'm the leader of the new school now nigga what?

I got a 44 bulldog I'll tear your bitch ass up

I pop off nigga front I'll put my knife in your gut

Have you in ICU screamin' ahh i'm cut

I go rawwwwwrrrr like a dungeon dragon

But I keep my pistol on me so my pants be saggin'

Everytime i'm in the house niggas grill a nigga

Cause they feel a nigga

I'll kill a nigga

You speedin' shorty better stay in ya lane

Before I send one of my soldiers to blow out ya brains

I'm the general what?

You salute me

You a dead man if you attempt to shoot me

I done lost some of my brains watchin' military flicks

Got the whole G Unit on some military shit

[Lloyd Banks:] Private Banks requestin' permission to speak

[50 Cent:] Speak nigga!

Man its dangerous when theres discipline involved in street niggas



[Chorus: 50 Cent]

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit



G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

G Unit in the house

What what what?

G Unit in the house

What nigga what?

GGGGGG G Unit