Right Thurr Freestyle E

G-Unit in bitch right, Right, Right, right, right there. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right, right there. We like it when she do that right there, Right there. Man need a trick, she gon' Motherfucking pay her, pay Man, I got my tre Pound seven right there, right there. You can call the cops if you want, I Don't care, don't care. 'Cause G-Unit, we don't Fucking play fair, play fair. Shit is mine, your shit we gotta share, gotta Share. Dogs the chain, my nigga beware, New York City, I'm the motherfucking mayor, I'm the mayor. Hundred Gs on my neck, but Don't stare, don't stare. The lights ice, boy, your vision might blur, might Blur. Bitch get out of line, I'll smack your Ass right there, right there. Run and who you want, I don't motherfucking care, Don't care. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right there. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right there. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right there. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right there. Young Buck in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right here. I snuck in the club with a Glock. I got some bud in my sock. Hollering, "Fuck the cops." They just mad 'cause I'm high thugged out. Either get up or get the fuck out. Come south, let me show you niggas what Buck 'bout. I ain't scared. You coward bitches better beware. The Source Awards to the billboards, G-Unit there. Here I go. Whoever want beef, let me know. I ain't one of them artists that's on that P. Diddy show. I can hit you with the Scope or hit you with some coke, boy. Make sure you hit me back soon if you Want more. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right there. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, right, Right, right there. G-Unit in this bitch right, right, Right, right, right there.