Funk Flex Yeah, G-Unit You understand what’s about to happen? Huh huh? (do you understand?)
Nigga guess who’s bizzack It’s not Beanie Sieg’ or Jay-Hov’ 50 Cent y’all niggas should know Don’t make me relapse Run up on your ass with the fo’ You punk nigga I done told you before
Fuck being in a cage, man that shits for the birds I do my dirt in the hood, but I live in the burbs When you talk be careful how you choose your words ‘Cause I send niggas to put ya fuckin’ brains on the curb Am I my brother’s keeper? Yes I am Nigga you know they getting low you see that gun in my hand G-Unit – don’t go fuckin with my soldiers, boy Get laid out, I’m ‘a say I told you boy See you rolling with 20 niggas, we rolling with 20 guns 16 hollows is loaded in every one I know you slow, so I do the math that’s 320 shells flying at your ass (ha) You spend a lot of time talking about how you ball out When u get hit you gonna run and bleed ’til you fall down I guess you didn’t think we was down to go all out One second, you was wrong You ain’t on the shit we on My money getting long Now my team getting strong I’m gone Gone
Nigga guess who’s bizzack It’s not Beanie Sieg’ or Jay-Hov’ 50 Cent y’all niggas should know Don’t make me relapse Run up on your ass with the fo’ You punk nigga I done told you before Nigga guess who’s bizzack It’s not Beanie Sieg’ or Jay-Hov’ 50 Cent y’all niggas should know Don’t make me relapse Run up on your ass with the fo’ You punk nigga I done told you before
50 cent And I’m back to act up so strap up Funk Flex Kingpin style Ya heard me C’mon, c’mon Make me cut something Make me bust something C’mon, c’mon I want you to C’mon