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Yeah, niggas talkin' all that gangsta shit
Acting like my money ain't no good in the hood
You know what I mean?
Fuckin' head blown off nigga, you know?
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
I'm the talk that hit every barbershop and beauty salon
'Cause these other niggas that rap ain't on the shit that I'm on
'Cause 50 this, 50 that, 50 stay with a gat
Thirty-two shots in the clip, hollow tips in the Mack
But when I come through, shh, the talkin' stop
My money long now, I can make the Pope get shot
Now, we can blow an hour talkin' 'bout the stones I rock
All the hoes I got, 'cause he stunts in the drop

Now, naw, you love the kids, 50 on that killa shit
That been mobbed the bad man, bitchy as guerrilla shit
I'm market my music like diesel on the block
So if you with me you gon' eat and you gon' starve if you not
Weed smokers love me like they love Buddha
I'll send your kids through the shooter
Crip niggas love me like they love Hoova
They tell me see careful good, 'cause niggas wanna see like you
They ain't used to a G like you, blam
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
You think you a killer but we gon' just pay 'em a visit
Put the potato on the barrel so nobody hear it
I keep a holster on my shoulder like I'm John Wayne
Shootin' these niggas lights out like Lebron James
Holla my name, gimme a reason to see you bleedin'
After you feel these hollow tips, nigga, then we eatin'
Full of anger until there's no more bullets in the chamber
Ain't nothin' like when you get popped and don't know who to blame a
Nigga told me, "Do your dirt all by your lonely"
So I go hit them niggas 'fore 50 couldn't even hold me
I'm waitin', anticipatin' to put a nigga under
Smokin' like we some Jamaicans fuckin' with this ganja
Ride with no hesitation, retaliation is a must
Bad as I want to, some shit I just don't discuss
So point him out and watch how I knock him off
Everywhere you bitches go, I got a nigga watchin' ya'll, motherfucker
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
Come on, nigga, I ain't here to make no friends, just cut the checks
I got a long pump that'll blow your stupid ass up the steps
Beggin' niggas don't understand though
Probably 'cause my hand glow when I'm anticipatin' the lambo
Lean out my bucket for niggas thinkin' they Rambo
You get one warnin' so I suggest you let your man know
These rap niggas portray to be tough, nobody acting soft
'Til they laid out in the hospital, eatin' apple sauce
Usually for yappin' off and turn apologetic
Waving a white flag, the danger they might have
My niggas buyin' so much ammo
If you reach in the couch for loose change
You'll probably feel on the handle
Holdin' sixteens to get your bandages and broke bones
So I suggest you get alarm systems in both homes
There's only one team on top, we number one with a Glock
Fuck around and get your dumb ass shot
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that
They, they talkin' that, that gangsta shit, they ain't about that
Man, matter of fact hand me my strap
Show me where they at, I'll stop 'em from talkin' like that

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G-Unit, an abbreviation for Guerrilla Unit, is a rap group founded by 50 Cent. The group first garnered a following in the underground New York scene by independently releasing several mixtapes. The group's founder, Queens-based rapper 50 Cent, officially brought the group mainstream success by establishing it as a division at Interscope Records. Since signing to the label, G-Unit's members have released solo albums.

G-Unit was founded shortly after 50 Cent left Columbia Records. The original members were: 50 Cent, Bang Em Smurf, Domination, Lloyd Banks, Sha Money XL & Tony Yayo. These rappers collectively established the group as a whole; however, after Yayo got a prison sentence 50 Cent signed Young Buck and along with himself and Banks became the three faces of G-Unit. Smurf and Domination left the group due to some problems with the General, 50 Cent.

After being shot, 50 Cent signed to Interscope Records. Due to the success of his commercial debut album, Get Rich or Die Tryin', he was granted his own record label. This was when 50 and Sha Money XL founded G-Unit Records.

The group continued to work hard and released several mixtape series which earned them a lot of attention in the rap industry. The most prominent of these being [album]50 Cent Is the Future[/album], [album]God's Plan[/album], [album]No Mercy, No Fear[/album] and Automatic Gunfire. G-Unit have also started a mixtape series with their DJ, DJ Whoo Kid, called G-Unit Radio.
These mixtapes gave them a gigantic buzz throughout New York City, which eventually led to 50's first solo LP "[album]Get Rich Or Die Tryin'[/album]" selling over 12 million copies.

Before the group had a chance to record its debut album, Tony Yayo was sentenced to prison for a gun-possession charge as well as bail-jumping. During Tony Yayo's prison sentence, the group signed Nashville rapper, Young Buck. They continued their activity, working on yet more mixtape recordings. In particular, their 'G-Unit Remix' to 50 Cent's "P.I.M.P." was successful.

During Tony Yayo's prison sentence, G-Unit recorded their debut album, [album]Beg for Mercy[/album]. The album was quickly released on November 14, 2003 to combat bootlegging and had significant commercial success. Tony Yayo made only two appearances on the album, both on songs that were recorded before his arrest. The album peaked at #2 on the Billboard charts and sold over 4 million units.

50 Cent later went on to sign The Game, Mobb Deep, M.O.P., Olivia, Spider Loc andMase[artist]. The Game was asked to be put in the group by Dr. Dre and Jimmy Iovine. 50 Cent agreed, and gave 7 of his records which was supposed to go on his second LP [album]The Massacre[/Album]. After The Game went on the radio and said that he had no problems with some rappers 50 Cent had issues with, 50 felt that Game was disloyal and kicked him out of the group, which lead to the infamous G-Unit vs. The Game/Black Wallstreet beef.


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