Be Dead

[Chorus: Prodigy]

G-Unit's, the only way you could win

You not on our side then you might as well be dead

You don't like P

You could give me head

You don't got a Hav beat then you ain't got shit

50 Cent, he the new top dog

Hate it or love, we the new underdogs

G-Unit's, the only way you could win

You not on our side then you might as well be dead

[Verse 1: Prodigy]

You know I'm bustin' heads

Know I'll kill ya bitch

Know I'll hit you, your mom's and your kids

Know it's not a game

You know I don't care

You know if I get caught I got money for the bail

You know if I blow trial I got stomach for sale

Pokin' niggas up, reppin' G-Unit still

Mobb Deep, nigga the name hold weight

Seals on my dick bringin' weapons to my gate

Fuck PC I got PC in here

You know if GP you touch you get dead

There's power on the street

There's power in the pen, nigga we so strong there's no way you could win

I'm out in California

Fuckin' with the Crips, I know a few Bloods but I'm color blind, bitch

Em said "P, man, welcome to the fam"

Said anybody touch the white boy get dead

[Chorus: Prodigy & Tony Yayo]

G-Unit's, the only way you could win

You not on our side then you might as well be dead

You don't like P

You could give me head

You don't got a Hav beat then you ain't got shit

50 Cent, he the new top dog

Hate it or love, we the new underdogs (Yeah, yeah)

G-Unit's, the only way (Yo Hav, P what up?, Alchemist) you could win

You not on our side (Yeah Whoo Kid) (This muhfuckin' Whoo Kid you know what time it is, let's go) then you might as well be dead (M.O.P.)

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]

I'm like Pootie Tang they scream when I breathe on a track

But still got coke you should see my come back

And these so-called rappers, claimin' these cities

Are softer than silicone and saline tities, I'm gettin' rich

Niggas gettin' gyro money, a buck twenty on my neck that's pyro money

Summer time it's white T's, Winter time it's furs

Come through stuntin' in that Bentley flyin' spur

Me and P ride around wit them Germen Rugers

It'll have your mom's missin' like that chick in Aruba

I'm a shooter, gangsta like a Blood or a Hoover

Your bitch looked at my watch, you know I'ma scoop her, come on!

[Outro: Tony Yayo]

Yeah nigga, heh

It's motherfuckin' rap juggernauts, nigga

Hollywood Hav

Los Vegas P, nigga

Bitches think I look like Morris Chestnut, call me Tony Chestnut now

Heh, Lloyd Banks, Blue Hefner, heh

Young Buck, Buck Marley, nigga

M.O.P

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Bill, we gettin' all this fuckin' money, Olivia the dutchess, nigga

50, Curtis Interscope Jackson

Alchemist in this motherfucker

Shout to Eminem

After Mathers Marshall, nigga you know what time it is

Stat Quo, D12

We gettin' all this, mother, fuckin' money

Don't it make you mad?

Heh

Yo P, man

Them Porsches lookin' nice, we need to go through the bridge real quick, man

There's some hoes in the projects

Or you know go through 40 Baisley maybe [?] [?]

Y'all niggas could shoot at my truck

I just copped the bulletproof

So did 50 and Banks, y'all could shoot at it if you want to, I don't give a fuck

Yeah nigga

And we fresh off tour

Everybody's pizzeling, pizzeling mean gettin' pussy

I'm fuckin' every night

So ya'll niggas that's in the hood listenin' to this

Please be gassed and my albums comin' August 30th

Thoughts of a motherfuckin' Predicate Felon, I'ma laugh when my numbers come back, cocksucker

Go pick it up

G-Unit, nigga

Rap juggernauts, we run this shit

Heh ha ha