The Gang Lyrics - G-unit

[Intro: 50 Cent] 

Yea 

I ain't even gotta tell them who it is, I be like wussup its the Kid, they know its me man. Fuckin kiddin me I run New York. 

[Chorus: 50 Cent]x2 

Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my thang man 

You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man 

You front on me, Ill pull out the thang thang 

Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man 

[Verse 1: 50 Cent] 

They say ima trouble maker, ima waste of shit right 

Keep my strap on me niggas front ima get right 

I dont care if its broad day, or its night 

Im out on bail money and my lawer fees i be alright 

I aint no pussy I aint no punk niggas know bout me 

And know my flows, know the clothes, and know the hoes I see 

I move around its hard as hell tryin to be low key 

'cause every gangsta in the hood fuckin listen to me 

And if I say im in my Bentley you could picture me rollen 

But if I said that shit last year you could picture it stolen 

My dirty ass clean now, Im fresh out the hood 

If you mad 'cause i aint hookin your ass up den good 

Niggas aint neva did a thing for me, now they wanna hang with me 

Next thing you know they got they hands out, wantin from me 

I dont play no games homie, I keep that thang on me 

I lay a bitch nigga down 

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[Chorus: 50 Cent]x2 

Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my thang man 

You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man 

You front on me, Ill pull out the thang thang 

Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man 

[Bridge: 50 Cent] 

This is Benzes, BM's and Bentley's, back to back, when we come through 

Palmer's, Rangers, Denali's, Escalades you know how we do, G-UNIT! 

[Verse 2: Young Buck] 

You fuckin right a nigga still in the hood call me 

they say that the feds want me 

but they gotta come and get me, we aim for the head homie 

pistol grip pumps with the rubber grips pop till it stop 

then slide in another clip burnin down the block 

you dont know who you fuckin with until you get shot 

see buck is on some other shit 

I keep a desert eagle in my reagle just for a bitch 

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[Chorus: 50 Cent]x2 

Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my thang man 

You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man 

You front on me, Ill pull out the thang thang 

Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man 

[Verse 3: Spider Loc] 

Now tell these niggas to make room, clear the path 

Whoever stand in my way they doomed, I might do a year and a half 

For stabbin a bitch, when I'd rather be in my lab stabbin a bitch 

Licken her out then im kickin her out 

I gots the best work on the block, this is just a sample im givin out 

Once they get a taste they gon be waitin out 

Forget about these other new rappers they can move past us 

Get down and dirty like used ratches, and my crew flashes 

You gon be fucked up, tough luck you bustas better hush up 

848 thugs what, 50 told me the games ova homie its rays time 

You ready here it come, when I appear they run 

And you dont hear from the niggas till the coast is clear 

The east coast is where I rest 

But I be out west, getting love from them sets, them Mexicans and Samoans 

So I dont need to check your resume, doggy im knowin 

[Chorus: 50 Cent]x2 

Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my thang man 

You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man 

You front on me, Ill pull out the thang thang 

Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man 

[Verse 4: Tony Yayo] 

Beam on the mac, will put wings on ya back 

How ya ass gonn' walk when ya leg detached 

Yo the game changed, lil niggas run the streets yo 

The black panther nigga down like dee-bo 

My curfew at 9, im low for my P.O 

We pop up at 12 just to search the condo 

G-unit is the gang man, niggas go hard 

So my hearts gone colder than Atticans yard 

[Verse 5: Lloyd Banks] 

I only been in the game for a year it aint changed 

but im hot, inside ya brains in the rear of the range 

I be valid till im guilty, yea they call me slitherin 

Them cowards should of killed me, im powerful and filthy 

So niggas say sorry, before I let them Goons loose 

And send ya ass home wit the rims like prune juice 

Im New York's prince, Bent like tints 

Signed wit 50, i been in da benz brand since 

[Chorus: 50 Cent]x2 

Yall niggas know me, 'cause I do my thang man 

You look you gonn' see, G-Unit's my gang man 

You front on me, Ill pull out the thang thang 

Pop at you bang bang, blow out ya brains man