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​G-Unit Anthem

This song is by Lloyd Banks.

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

In my hood you get no points for your jumpshot
As soon as the sun rise, we back on the block
This stress got me feelin' like an old man
So I stay on point for that red and gold van

It's the free lance performer YaYo be a pro
And the flows been hot, since G.I. Joe
Yo my rhymes have you nodding, like Raw in the Street
So freaks gimme ass like toilet seats

Get at me, you really think you holding big daddy?
So where's you're in door courts, and bowling ally?
I got heart like a hoover crip
But bust slugs like an EngleWood Blood

I mengle wit thugs, my singles don't budge
Import, export get rid of tha drugs
Still pack my Dope up witta mass of some gloves
I use to have 8-balls in my 8-Ball jacket
Now I dawg lex coops, like Luke in Dukes of Hazard

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

I put carpet Burns on these Waxters these days
Till they need bandages on they knees like Pat Ewings Legs
I'm always wit the biscut
Only way I get blue balls is if a bitch had blue lipstick

You broke rob more blocks
You ain't gotta know how to break dance
To whind up on a card board box
I'm Gucci down to my sock, groupies houndin' da spot

Different format, keep groupies round for tha cops
She'll be down for tha watch, I ain't generous or courtieous
I'm running from a dirty bitch, nigga you thirty-six
Y'all don't want it with tha kid at all
Same shit, bigger bathrooms my niggaz brall

When we come after you, it ain't no graze shots
This nigga leave a hle in ya chest bigger than Flava-Flave clock
You pussy, I think even Pac can smell this shit
'Cause on the inside you softer than a mozerella stick, bitch

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

I'm the leader of the New School now nigga wut
I got a 4-4 bulldog, I'll tear yo bitch ass up
I pop-off nigga front, I'll put my knife in yo gut
Have you in I.C.U screaming ah, I'm cut

I go rawo, rawo, like a dungeon dragon
But I keep my pistol on me so my pants ain't sagging
Every time I'm in the house, niggaz grill a nigga
But they feel a nigga, I kill a nigga wut

Excuse me, shorty, better stay in ya lane
Before I send one of my soldiers to blow out your brain
I'm da General wut, you solute me
You's a dead man if you attempt to shoot me

I done lost some of my brain watchin' military flicks
Got the whole G-Unit on some Military shit
(Private Banks request permission to speak)
Speak nigga
It's dangerous when it's decipline involve in street niggaz

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, wut, wut)
G-Unit in tha house
(Wut, nigga, wut)
G G G Unit

Written by:

Bernard Mitchell S; Jackson Curtis James; King Shatek J; Christopher Charles Lloyd