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[ Featuring 50 Cent, DJ Whoo Kid ]

Funk flex yeah
G unit
You understand what's about to happen

(Chorus)
Nigga guess who's bazack its not beanie seagel J hoe
50 cent yah niggas should know
So let me relapse
Run up on your ass wit the fours
Punk nigga i dun told you before

Verse 1:
F*ck being in a cage man that shit for the birds
I do my dirt in the hood but i live in the burbs
When you talk be carefull how you choose your words
Cause i send niggas that put your f*cking brains in the curb
Am i my brothers keeper? yes i am
Nigga you know you get low you see that gun in my hand
G unit
Don't go f*cking with my soldiers boy
If you get laid out
I'm a sya i told you boy
I see you rollin wit twenty niggas
We rollin wit twenty guns
16 hollos is loaded in everyone
I know you slow so i do the math
That's 320 shels flying at your ass
You spend a lot of time talking bout how you roll out
When you get hit you gonna run until you fall down
I guess you didn't think we was down to go all out
Once again you was wrong
You ain't know the shit we on
My money getting long
Now my team is getin strong
I'm gone (gone)

(chorus x2)
Bitch
Guess who's back
50 Cent
And I'm back to act a strapa
Funk flex
King pin style
Make me crush somethin
Make me bust somethin
I want you to!
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Funk flex yeah
G unit
You understand what's about to happen

(Chorus)
Nigga guess who's bazack its not beanie seagel J hoe
50 cent yah niggas should know
So let me relapse
Run up on your ass wit the fours
Punk nigga i dun told you before

Verse 1:
F*ck being in a cage man that shit for the birds
I do my dirt in the hood but i live in the burbs
When you talk be carefull how you choose your words
Cause i send niggas that put your f*cking brains in the curb
Am i my brothers keeper? yes i am
Nigga you know you get low you see that gun in my hand
G unit
Don't go f*cking with my soldiers boy
If you get laid out
I'm a sya i told you boy
I see you rollin wit twenty niggas
We rollin wit twenty guns
16 hollos is loaded in everyone
I know you slow so i do the math
That's 320 shels flying at your ass
You spend a lot of time talking bout how you roll out
When you get hit you gonna run until you fall down
I guess you didn't think we was down to go all out
Once again you was wrong
You ain't know the shit we on
My money getting long
Now my team is getin strong
I'm gone (gone)

(chorus x2)
Bitch
Guess who's back
50 Cent
And I'm back to act a strapa
Funk flex
King pin style
Make me crush somethin
Make me bust somethin
I want you to!
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: Kelendria Rowland, Rich Harrison, Beyonce Knowles, Michelle Williams, Sean Garrett, Clifford Harris
Copyright: Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Royalty Network, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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