Real Quick Lyrics - G-unit

[Hook: Drake] 

I go 0 to 100, nigga, real quick 

Real quick, whole squad on that real shit 

0 to 100, nigga, real quick 

Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga 

0 to 100, nigga, real quick 

Real quick, whole squad on that real shit 

0 to 100, nigga, real quick 

Real quick, real fuckin' quick, nigga 

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[Verse 1: 50 Cent] 

I'll run my blade across a nigga ass (real quick) 

I'm so for real I'm on some real, real nigga shit 

You playing, boy, I'll get you hit (real quick) 

You better hope the parademics come (real quick) 

Got me fucked up if you thinking it's different now a nigga rich 

Before I get to cutting know you niggas better cut the shit 

Boy, you gon have a head [?] popped, pull a trigger for me 

And my little niggas trigger op like it's legal, homie 

No game when I bang, boy, I empty the clip 

You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit 

Hey, hey, hey, I'll catch you another day, day, day 

It's the Unit back to the bullshit 

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[Verse 2: Tony Yayo] 

Nothing in life is out of bounds 

AK hold about a hundred rounds 

60 shots like KD at the Rucker's 

Okay when I see you on respirators 

Southside nigga 'til the day I'm gone 

Indulge in the violence when the drama on 

Yeah, these rap niggas lukewarm 

I'm too sleaves of dope when the mic on 

[Hook] 

[Verse 3: Kidd Kidd] 

Don't Tweet me, see me when you see me 

Down to make the news just to say that I'm on TV 

This clip rated R, niggas PG 

Them shells burn like a bootleg CD 

Fuck love, I want the money 

When you get too much of it they gon' say you acting funny 

''Kidd, how you feel now that the Unit's back?'' 

Like a million bucks, motherfucker, do the math 

[Verse 4: Young Buck] 

Coldblooded, boy, my heart don't feel shit 

Get with me, ask 50, I take the hit (real quick) 

Balenciagas you could still get your ass kicked 

Take a rapper nigga bitch and make a real flick 

I know I'm different from what you usually been dealing with 

Don't need a mic, give me some white to make a million with 

Single burrough, 6 shots on the Brooklyn Bridge 

I let the nigga Drake tell you what I just did 

[Hook] 

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks] 

Nigga, getting money new to you 

I give a fuck if shit get ugly, it'll be a beautiful funeral 

You fit the script I'm gon' assume it's true 

Can't manuever through the street without a strategy 

Ain't nobody to tutor you 

And man was lucky Unit's through 

You know how he flows 

15 years switching dealers like casinos 

And my goon'll clip you in the arm 

I'm out the country every week and dumping ash on the Autobahn 

Autopilot's always on, rather bet a living, I've been [?] 

Greenbills calling me all day long, this is homocide 

More tears in your mama eyes 

More reasons to wake up, real niggas arrive 

[Hook]