[Intro]
Wooooooooooooooooooh, wooh
Ya'll n***as know who it is, man
G-Unit!
Lloyd Banks
Yea
Y’all know why n***as say I'm hot
And if not
Then you could...ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohh

[Verse 1]
And all I got is Mickey D's for a bird
I spent fifty g’s on my guns (Uh huh)
I put your Dickie sleeve on a curb (Woo)
Then move quickly, breeze through the burbs
With blue sticky [?] of the herb
My crew's quick to squeeze on the word (Blat)
I got a reason to splurge (Uh huh)
Cause round here ain't no shoppin' sprees of the [?] (Uh-uh)
D's lookin' at my picture (Yeah)
And rap cops hopin' that I'm dirty (Why?)
So they can put a whoopin’ on a n***a (Oh!)
That’s right youngin' my flow’s hotter than yours (Uh huh)
My vocal cords get hoes outta they drawers (Woo)
I'm stuntin'
Pullin' bank rolls outta [?], Banks rolls outta [?], take clothes outta the stores (Ohhhhh, ohh!), same shows minus the roars
And excessive applauds
I’m from where they hop out, plain clothes out of [?] (Preach)
Play tug-a-war with the sword
And I'm with the Lord (Uh)
Stiffer than a muhfuckin' iron board (Yea!)
[Chorus]
Now, if you ain't from here (From here)
Then don't wear that shit around here 'cause ('Round here)
If these n***as don't know you (Know you)
Yeah, they probably gon' run up on you (On you)
Now, if you ain't holdin' (Holdin')
Then don't start no shit around here 'cause ('Round here)
If muhfuckers don't feel you (Feel you)
Yeah, they probably gon' try to kill you (Uh, yeah) (Kill you)

[Verse 2]
The kid a cause slick affairs
I wave the magic stick 'round she wanna marry overnight like Britney Spears (Woo!)
Yea, look what we have here
A n***a that don' nearly took a dump on every rapper last year (Uh)
Know I'm in the Lambo
Me and Y-A-Y-O (Uh huh)
In Florida, blowin' that M-I-A hydro (Uh huh)
On the highway eyes low (Uh huh)
They side hate my flow so my trey-five goes
Everywhere I rolls, roll
Through the hood where the kids don't get to eat (Uh)
And they shoot on Halloween so the kids don't trick or treat (Uh-uh) now
Take a minute to get in my reality (Uh) for a second while I explain to you (Uh) why n***as (Uh) [?] get killed off (Ohhh!) a record
Where I'm from n***as'll peel off ya necklace
Ain't nobody out here jokin'
So why would you provoke 'em? (Huh?)
Pussy don't get me open (Uh-uh)
So she should feel impotant (Uh huh)
If I give (Uh) her a token (Uh huh)
Of my appreciation now (Yea!)
[Chorus]
Now, if you ain't from here (From here)
Then don't wear that shit around here 'cause ('Round here)
If these n***as don't know you (Know you)
Yeah, they probably gon' run up on you (On you)
Now, if you ain't holdin' (Holdin')
Then don't start no shit around here 'cause ('Round here)
If muhfuckers don't feel you (Feel you)
Yeah, they probably gon' try to kill you (Yeah) (Kill you)

[Verse 3]
You n***as aggravating us with your boring rap (Uh huh)
But I don' put more rims on the floor than Shaq ([?])
I'm in a money green 'Lac
With the 23's spinnin' (Uhh)
If I pull up on the block I leave the whole P's wit 'em (What's up!)
Y'all know he's winnin'
And I can please women
Witout puttin' them k-i-d's in 'em (Uh-uh) right
I just got a Maybach all black a night ridah (Uh)
And a silencer'll make a mac sound like a typewriter (Ohhhhhh oh!)
I'm that tighter
I got a fortune on my right hand (Yea)
And my medallion's the same color as sprite can (Uh huh)
And I ain't never been soft it ain't that eazy
Shit, only n***a that play me is a DJ
Jealously and drama comes with this fame (Uh huh)
That's why I'm always around a biscuit, mane (Uh huh)
But I ain't gon' speak yo name 'cause you a lame and I'm a mix (Uh) of Rakim, Rick and Kane, n***a
[Chorus]
Now, if you ain't from here (From here)
Then don't wear that shit around here 'cause
If these n***as don't know you (Know you)
Yeah, they probably gonna run up on you (On you)
Now, if you ain't holdin' (Holdin')
Then don't start no shit around here 'cause
If muhfuckers don't feel you (Feel you)
Yeah, they probably gon' try to kill you (Kill you)

[Outro]
Yeah!
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
2005
Uh
Yeah
And on
And on
And on
Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh, ohh!