[Intro]:
Y'all niggas in trouble, should've never fucked with Yuk
G-G-G-Gay Unit!
Bitch ass Game you could never fuck with Yuk you bitch!
[Chorus]
We keep them gats clappin' to a nigga like and fuck G-Unit, you know the Game's about to end, Regime Life! We back up in this bitch again, You can run with snitches or run with killaz and win
[Verse]:
You ain't no thug, you a faggot ass tongue ring mush face
Bitch that won't talk that blood shit in front of Suge face
You ain't a Compton blood, M.O.B. mobbed out
How you got a million when you living at your mom's house?
On the interscope DVD at your mom's house
See me on my DVD drop coupe, rocked out!
This nigga faker than Eminem on Wash house
Come down South to get knocked out, popped out!
Watch Out! Make strategic movements, J Prince served and ran
And G-Unit outta Houston
Y'all niggas music, I peeped the blueprint
Suge Knight slapped that nigga, he didn't do shit!
Got slapped 2 different times, he didn't do shit!
Disrespect the Eazy tattoo, you ain't rufeless!
Dropped the album with JT, that didn't do shit!
Now he mister hard body since he with the Unit
Wanna beat my ass? Then prove it! What you gon do?
Sucker punch me and run, and D'mack for da gun?
I don't play dat!
I'll put you in da coffin with nuns, prayin' for you, you ain't Eazy-E's son
Get off his dick!
That's why yo lips filled with Eazy-E cum
How dis nigga from the slums man he got an earring in his tongue.(haha) Bitch!
How i'm getting fucked?
Droppes Benz, big spokes, nigga gotta fuck Yuk bitch, Chris Hicks broke! Master biter, The Game the mark, the stainless heart
I'll rip yo fuckin' brain apart
Tryin' to tell you at the club bitch nigga play yo part
You dat bitch nigga of "Change Of Heart"
Tongue Ring!(you got a toungue ring nigga)
You internet thug, the war ain't into it with ya, until I put some hollow tips in yo mug
Why diss now?
You wadn't talkin' shit in the club
That's cute he tryin' to prove to 50 Cent he a thug.(Awwww)
Call 40 he'll let you know I devour boys
And he let you know that my family is the flower boys.(what)
Ed Flowers, Joe Flowers, real power boy!
Got shot wit yo own shit you a coward boy!
You runnin' wit snitches, you sleepin' wit fishes
I'll put yo brains on dem fuckin' new G-6's.(blat, blat)
Saw you in da club, wasn't talkin that slick shit, so why wait three months to come wit some diss shit?
Y'all niggas in trouble, should've never fucked with Yuk
G-G-G-Gay Unit!
Bitch ass Game you could never fuck with Yuk you bitch!
[Chorus]
We keep them gats clappin' to a nigga like and fuck G-Unit, you know the Game's about to end, Regime Life! We back up in this bitch again, You can run with snitches or run with killaz and win
[Verse]:
You ain't no thug, you a faggot ass tongue ring mush face
Bitch that won't talk that blood shit in front of Suge face
You ain't a Compton blood, M.O.B. mobbed out
How you got a million when you living at your mom's house?
On the interscope DVD at your mom's house
See me on my DVD drop coupe, rocked out!
This nigga faker than Eminem on Wash house
Come down South to get knocked out, popped out!
Watch Out! Make strategic movements, J Prince served and ran
And G-Unit outta Houston
Y'all niggas music, I peeped the blueprint
Suge Knight slapped that nigga, he didn't do shit!
Got slapped 2 different times, he didn't do shit!
Disrespect the Eazy tattoo, you ain't rufeless!
Dropped the album with JT, that didn't do shit!
Now he mister hard body since he with the Unit
Wanna beat my ass? Then prove it! What you gon do?
Sucker punch me and run, and D'mack for da gun?
I don't play dat!
I'll put you in da coffin with nuns, prayin' for you, you ain't Eazy-E's son
Get off his dick!
That's why yo lips filled with Eazy-E cum
How dis nigga from the slums man he got an earring in his tongue.(haha) Bitch!
How i'm getting fucked?
Droppes Benz, big spokes, nigga gotta fuck Yuk bitch, Chris Hicks broke! Master biter, The Game the mark, the stainless heart
I'll rip yo fuckin' brain apart
Tryin' to tell you at the club bitch nigga play yo part
You dat bitch nigga of "Change Of Heart"
Tongue Ring!(you got a toungue ring nigga)
You internet thug, the war ain't into it with ya, until I put some hollow tips in yo mug
Why diss now?
You wadn't talkin' shit in the club
That's cute he tryin' to prove to 50 Cent he a thug.(Awwww)
Call 40 he'll let you know I devour boys
And he let you know that my family is the flower boys.(what)
Ed Flowers, Joe Flowers, real power boy!
Got shot wit yo own shit you a coward boy!
You runnin' wit snitches, you sleepin' wit fishes
I'll put yo brains on dem fuckin' new G-6's.(blat, blat)
Saw you in da club, wasn't talkin that slick shit, so why wait three months to come wit some diss shit?
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