[Intro: Game]

Ahh shit

G-G-G-G-G ... G-G-G-G-Unit

I thought all that beefin was over man

Squashed it man, been there done that

Somebody had to gon' on and fuck it up



[Game]

No more Bleek and Buddens I was hopin' for silence

Till the little sleeping beauty, went and woke the giant

This little bitch from The Luniz want beef he liein'

So I called E-40, and tried to seize the violence

I got niggaz on the island, for puttin' in stainless work

With vaseline on they palms, gettin' ready to +Bang Em Smurf+ (you little bitch)

I here him screamin' in Compton, sound like my bitch cummin'

You wasn't never fuckin' with G-Unit, quit frontin'

For domination be Lisa Leslie, a big woman

With a nine on the back, I'm gonna catch that bitch runnin'

Shove a .40 in his throat, now nigga spit somethin'

And get lost boy, go visit your big cousin

I got fish to fry, throw a line in the pacific

With cocaine on the hook, for this +Luniz+ ass nigga

You a bitch, how you call your self the Ice Cream Man

When Master P took your name and your ice cream van

Made 500 million, that's your homey though

Took your man hood, gave your shit to Lil'Romeo

This nigga, 5 foot 2, talkin' that big shit

You got +5 On It+? that money went to Chris Hicks

Tryin' to diss Too $hort for doin' his pimp shit

Nigga you been gitten fucked, swallowin' big dicks

Pac knew he was a pussy, that's why he ran south

Signed to Rap-A-Lot, they never put his ass out

Hid behind Lil' J, all the sudden you thugged out

Ran back to the Bay, sleepin' on wannabe cuz couch

How you drop 5 albums, don't own one house

Or get the boss to call me, Banks, and fuck out

It's G-Unit bitch, let me show you what blood bout

When my blood pressure rise, I bring the bloods out

Put the barrell on his neck, blow his guts out (*gunshot)

Now that's whats you call a +Yukmouth+



[Outro: Game]

Yeah, you little faggot ass bitch

Yeah nigga, on the motherfuckin' internet with that faggot ass footage nigga

You little bitch ass nigga, Domination, nigga

I'll put braids in your hair motherfucker

See how you like when it's motherfuckin' 50 Cal, nigga

Blow your motherfuckin' brains out nigga, i'll braid your hair you little bitch

Back to you nigga, nigga with the dreads, you fuckin Jafakin

Motherfuckin' faggot ass nigga

Yeah I seen you in the club nigga, asked you did you had beef with G-Unit nigga

Nigga you ain't say shit nigga

"That ain't me man, that was C-Bo, man, this Regime, this Regime, man, Bay area, Bay area"

Man i'll beat the shit out you, you fuckin little punk

And when I catch you nigga, you gonna need Dr.Dre to get my motherfuckin' G-6 out you ass

You bitch, you faggot ass nigga, and don't try to turn the Bay 'gainst me nigga

I got niggaz in your town that will fuck you up

Vallejo, Filmoe, San Fransico, Sac-town, Oakland

Compton's most nigga

G-G-G-G .. G-G-G-G-Unit

Thought I was done huh? you little bitch

I ain't finished with yo' ass yet nigga, when I see you I'ma beat the shit outta you nigga

To a motherfuckin' pulp, on camera nigga

Since you like playin' with little camcorders and shit you motherfuckin faggot

And I got a mill on that, what the fuck is 5 dollars nigga

G-G-G-G-G-Unit