the game
we are the champions
[Chorus] I am the champion my friend And I'll keep on fighting 'till the end I am the champion I am the champion Don't end for loser cause I am the champion Guess whos back in a son of a bitch Underground king with a gun on his hip Not the UGK like Bun B and Pimp C But I got the Ghost Unit bumpin in my Bentley Ain't shit changed with the guts in a range And no more Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo and Young Buck in my lane I'm a hood nigga for real motherfuck the fame Nigga I'ma get mine You can hate it or love it but it's a thin line Between G-Unot and G-Unit Nigga talk shit catch one in the hip Fuck beef for the rhyme 50 forgot about his but I took mine I showed you all 5 but he never took 9 He rap like Trina blah blah blah Ok, shut up Let us see the wound Show it to the world He got shot in the mouth and cried like a girl You sing like a girl And I gangbang so hard it'll bring back curls I'm tellin' your fan don't believe that shit Tryin beef with The Game like he that sick You movie was trash and I went to see that shit With a camera and got it on DVD that quick Chicken Little and Harry Potter The bootleg hell yeah we got 'em Two movies 15 dollars with no numbers on the bottom Hahahahahahaha... Chicken Little ghetto pimp! [Chorus] I am the champion my friend And I'll keep on fighting 'till the end I am the champion I am the champion Don't end for loser cause I am the champion