Or maybe nine I say "how do you explain how homie breathe? " He say "you keep ya mouth shut or you in wid G's" Nigga you so tough Tough until ya heartbeat
Yeah, nigga you so tough Tough until your heartbeat stop The tre pound pop, your arteries shot You bleed into shock, get in the pine box Damn, you's a
maybe nine I say "how do you explain how homie breathe? " He say "you keep ya mouth shut or you in wid G's" Nigga you so tough Tough until ya heartbeat
Traduzione: G-Unit. You So Tough.
If You's A Hard Nigga You Feelin You Gotta Proof It I Run With The Unit, Please Man Dont Do It Act Tough Now You Have To Duck Down You Hit The Lotto Last
you slugs don't hurt don't ever let a nigga tell you play the bar hard trust in god it cause you're about to catch a bullet scar I give a fuck where you
) (50 Cent) G Unit soliders (gun cocks) Ride out G Unit solider (gun cocks) Ride out (Tony Yayo) Home of the new right here (50 Cent) G Unit soliders
the middle of all kinds of shit Pussy, lets get it poppin' G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-Unit, G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit, G-Unit!
done did it, I'm ??? the flow is vivid You know me, low key homie, only expose the snippit So prolific, so sincere, so gifted So melodic, ya'll got it so
(Featuring G-Unit/50 Cent) [50 Cent] G-UNIT! Haha.. haha [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] If, some shots should happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me,
[50 Cent] Yeah, Shady, Hahahaha G G G G G G G G-Unit [Eminem] Here we go again [50 Cent] Does it make you mad when I switch my flow? You can'
and blow our label down But our building's made out of bricks So you ain't taking out shit I dawg you just did a song with Bobby Brown So now you try
if he smells Whatever he has task steady kick Snatch you by, catch you by surprise nigga Niggaz you choose a side Got niggaz high, niggaz is excited Niggaz united
I'll kill you nigga 50 what happened to ya movie, the soundtracks Chicken Little killed you niggaz you'll never bounce back I paid 19 dollars to see that shit My bitch said you
If he ain't Cube or Pac then who you got? We getting tired of you talkin about who you shot I'll use another six bars to tell you who you not You ain
break yo' jaw like I break the law, leave you all in all And the ride is so clean, you won't know what you saw I sit low with a tall can, in a brown
