G -unit Lyrics - Beg For Mercy - G-unit

Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck 

G G G G G-Unit! Haha! 

Vacate your home I come to brake your bones 

Americas nightmare we at it again 

A desert eagle and a black mack 10 

They'll never know what happened 

When we come through them cowards don't want none 

They screaming at they murderer's but walkin' with no guns 

Come with me but don't run and die where your standin' 

See I'm holdin' on this cannon and your life I'm demandin' 

Put the pipe to your melon and your brains on the pavement 

These niggas is talkin' think that security goin' save them 

Nobody gon' speak when homicide pay a visit 

Look you right in the eyes and yell ya "we don't know who did it" 

Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police 

The fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no sleep 

You betta get used to it you know how we do it 

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We got action when you don't 

Show are places when you won't 

G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit 

Now I told ya'll on my first Dre joint I am loco 

Betta than so so the games in the choke hold 

Dissin' me is a no no I perfected the slow flow 

In D.C. they dance the go-go 

In L.A.they ride on lolo's 

G-Unit in the house, oh no 

You ain't ready it's heavy 

65 chevy 

Old school rollin' I'm holdin' 

20 inches spinnin' from the beginnin' we winnin' 

Gain's his masculinity pimpin' we not pretendin' 

Drop top glock cock ready for the drama 

Pistol's pop cop shot I'm heavy with them lama's 

Non-sop make it hot we the top regardless 

You can be the hardest 

We'll just be the smartest 

I warn you not to start us 

We're not you average artists 

My bitch is like a goddess 

When paparazzi spot us 

Cause flick after flick same ol' shit that I kick, haha! 

Photos 

We got action when you don't 

Show are places when you won't 

G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit 

Guess who's back motherfucker gun in the clip 

Ready to smack up on these suckers that's runnin' they lip 

You can try any one of my shoes on none of em fit 

Your hundreds are shorter I'll your pops his son is a daughter 

All I need is some cigars and quarter a couple cars and a lawyer 

Kinda packin' a bitch and I'll be back with a hit 

I'm that sick, Who the hell you thought it was 

I got expensive habits I can't afford it cause 

G-Unit is poppin' and we performin' all the clubs 

Niggas be shovin' and pushin' as someone is gooshin' surpise 

She's givin' up the buns on her cushion 

Sweatin' and screamin' suckin' me off the rest of the evenin' 

And I'm leavin', on to the next city 

Stashbox in the bus to I can bring the teks with me 

I gotta go cause I'm gettin' over you niggas ain't over 

G-Unit 

We got action when you don't 

Show are places when you won't 

G-Unit, G-G-G-G, G-Unit