[Intro: 2Pac & Black Child]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh shit
Caught that nigga alone
Uh huh
Ay uh
This one here is ah
For them niggas that be Johnny Dangerous when they be fuckin' fifty deep
Yeah
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they self
You know who I'm talkin' 'bout (Word to God)
THE GAY UNIT!
You know who I'm talkin' 'bout, that's right
Faggot motherfuckers, it's murda
[Chorus: Black Child & 2Pac]
You ain't shit without your homeboys
That's right (uh-huh) on the east side (yea, uh huh)
On west side, (yea) let's ride (yea) it's yo life
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't the realest, you's a squеaler
I'ma guerilla, G-Unit killer my nilla
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Evеry time I see you cats your rollin' in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why he don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep
But when you on that solo creep
Out on the streets you don't hear a peep
Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain
Why they sent (The G-Unit) play a grown man's game
Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked
Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin' in the casket
How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryna be the first to see some cash
My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin' until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggas aimin' at my head but I still wear my vest (yes)
I don't give a fuck motherfuckers I'm loc
They all duckin' when my gun smoke
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh shit
Caught that nigga alone
Uh huh
Ay uh
This one here is ah
For them niggas that be Johnny Dangerous when they be fuckin' fifty deep
Yeah
But they be fuckin' cowards when they by they self
You know who I'm talkin' 'bout (Word to God)
THE GAY UNIT!
You know who I'm talkin' 'bout, that's right
Faggot motherfuckers, it's murda
[Chorus: Black Child & 2Pac]
You ain't shit without your homeboys
That's right (uh-huh) on the east side (yea, uh huh)
On west side, (yea) let's ride (yea) it's yo life
You ain't shit without your homeboys
You ain't the realest, you's a squеaler
I'ma guerilla, G-Unit killer my nilla
[Verse 1: 2Pac]
Evеry time I see you cats your rollin' in packs
For the life of me I cannot see why he don't know how to act
Love to clown when you deep
But when you on that solo creep
Out on the streets you don't hear a peep
Nigga it's a god damn shame, somebody explain
Why they sent (The G-Unit) play a grown man's game
Tear that ass out the frame, completely get that ass kicked
Woke up on the street but you'll be sleepin' in the casket
How long will it last, nigga don't ask, just be first to blast
Outlaw on the mash tryna be the first to see some cash
My shit's classic, like my nigga Nate
Go get the tape, we keep the nation anticipatin' until we break
Money made me evil, court cases got me stressed
Niggas aimin' at my head but I still wear my vest (yes)
I don't give a fuck motherfuckers I'm loc
They all duckin' when my gun smoke
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