Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song G Unit, artist - Chief Keef. Date of issue: 05.03.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
G Unit |
| I keep the chrome in the truck, we rollin' it up |
| I be rollin' stuffed blunts, we call 'em stuffed crust |
| On dummy a lot |
| Think you finna ten-point spot? |
| Well, boy, you got me fucked up |
| I got Yayo and I got shooters named Lloyd |
| Got the whole G-Unit and I got Young Buck |
| Got a fifty shot Glock and an automatic pump |
| And it got bucks, and it’s gassed up |
| Ride through your block like G-Unit, bitch |
| Yeah, and we masked up |
| Ride off like fuck a motherfuckin' case |
| Wanna know why? |
| Bitch, can’t stop |
| I do the G-Unit stomp |
| Watch me lean with the pump |
| Beam on the chopper |
| Ain’t no game, ain’t no problems, G-Unit, ayy |
| Nigga, get rich or die trying, ayy |
| Nigga, get rich without dying, ayy |
| Lil' nigga, get shot nine times |
| Jack you, somethin' like Curtis Jackson, ayy |
| Ridin' in all-blue 'Rari, 50 right behind me |
| We the Glo Gang, Guerilla Unit, ayy |
| G-Unit since I was motherfuckin' four, ayy |
| Heard a nigga snitchin', got the motherfuckin' gang unit at my door |
| I keep the chrome in the truck, we rollin' it up |
| I be rollin' stuffed blunts, we call 'em stuffed crust |
| On dummy a lot |
| Think you finna ten-point spot? |
| Well, boy, you got me fucked up |
| I got Yayo and I got shooters named Lloyd |
| Got the whole G-Unit and I got Young Buck |
| Got a fifty shot Glock and an automatic pump |
| And it got bucks, and it’s gassed up |
| Ride through your block like G-Unit, bitch |
| Yeah, and we masked up |
| Ride off like fuck a motherfuckin' case |
| Wanna know why? |
| Bitch, can’t stop |
| I do the G-Unit stomp |
| Watch me lean with the pump |
| Beam on the chopper |
| Ain’t no game, ain’t no problems, G-Unit, ayy |
| You can find me in the club |
| With a snub, fuck a bottle of the bub |
| Mama, I got what you need, straight dick, baby, not no love, ayy |
| I gave that bitch a mug, the bitch tried to give me a hug, ayy |
| I got G-Unit and I got Mobb Deep, money my apology |
| Boy, that money ain’t yours, that money Monopoly’s, ayy |
| Had a thot named Olivia, but you know I had to drop the bitch |
| Teflons on, pistols, don’t be in front of it |
| Chrome in the truck, we rollin' it up |
| I be rollin' stuffed blunts, we call 'em stuffed crust |
| On dummy a lot |
| Think you finna ten-point spot? |
| Well, boy, you got me fucked up |
| I got Yayo and I got shooters named Lloyd |
| Got the whole G-Unit and I got Young Buck |
| Got a fifty shot Glock and an automatic pump |
| And it got bucks, and it’s gassed up |
| Ride through your block like G-Unit, bitch |
| Yeah, and we masked up |
| Ride off like fuck a motherfuckin' case |
| Wanna know why? |
| Bitch, can’t stop |
| I do the G-Unit stomp |
| Watch me lean with the pump |
| Beam on the chopper |
| Ain’t no game, ain’t no problems, G-Unit, ayy |