[Intro]
Ohhhhhh
[Chorus]
Y'all niggas know that y'all can't shine like my clique (This is grown folk music nigga)
G-Unit
Y'all niggas shit is start'na sound (Ha ha) like my shit
Can you get off my dick
[Verse]
I am not a dreamer (Wooo!)
Homie I am a dream
I'm not team player
See I own the team
I have no choice but to win homie
I am a winner
I'm a seasoned vet at this shit I am not a beginner
The Lord even blesses his bad seeds, I am a sinner
Keep the heat around so I'm warm in heart of the winter
I make it smooth like the quiet storm [?], you got love it, I'm thuggin'
You say you ain't feelin' this you buggin'
I break it down for you effort-less-ly
F-I-F-T-Y-C-E-N-T, go 'head
Say my namе in your verse for the attеntion it bring
And be famous for gettin' yo ass kicked like Rodney King, It's on
[Chorus]
Y'all niggas know that y'all can't shine like my clique (Yeah!)
G-Unit
Y'all niggas shit is (Well I got to listen) start'na sound like my shit
Can you get off my dick
[Outro]
The new G6's in stores
G-Unit sneakers
G-Unit clothes
Aww man you gotta love it
G-Unit films
G-Unit video games, G-Unit books
Bank Sha productions
Dope films
Young Lloyd Banks
Young Buck
Game, nigga
Tony Yayo
Ha ha
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
