50 cent
g-men (ft. lloyd banks & young buck)
[chorus- 50 Cent] Men this is the tram of the bad one! We 3 are the men G-Men*, in its face I go to spend God in them made thus niggaz Good or bad we're thus This choice is our man G-Men, didn't like man Fuck it looks at I flow our Benz [verse1- 50 Cent] Ok G-Men we go to start I start showing my business card What such to show to mine gold bars Powder in its mind Style isn't caught loaned, if conquest Or if purchase! (Haha) Microphone in the hand, towel in the waist I'm warm, I beat English in the hand In street i run, in the street rains It doesn't demonstrate to love for me man You go to feel pain, you go to blow up its brain Which is, with me you learns to treat a dame Same Gangstas! I'm not type ones niggaz Fake Gangstas, bronzing for niggaz I'm really a black You puncture with lead I thread, you in the bag Shit, raises my flag Because I command the state My drugs are not more drugs for you For me never it was I finished with you, I made my life Of my skill, I made my style G-Men, I bother you mans (menssss) There I in the TV, you look at I was bald He looks in the mirror seems a monster Which is shit, I is in the throne [gunshot] [chorus- 50 Cent] Men this is the tram of the bad one! We 3 are the men G-Men*, in its face I go to spend God in them made thus niggaz Good or bad we're thus This choice is our man G-Men, didn't like man Fuck it looks at I flow our Benz [verse2- Young Buck] We're the biggest group of New York We take the country, us we command New York We go to place fire in New York As Nero he made in Rome I go to start of home That girl is mine** Aww niggaz it's not for the peak of you** It for me and not you** Ya dig?** [gunshot] We're G-Men G-Men in the streeeeet G-Men of hiiiiit G-Men, shiiiiit It tries in them to reach men Gangstas men, look at the G-Men (ssss) The heads, we don't feel pains [chorus- 50 Cent] Men this is the tram of the bad one! We 3 are the men G-Men*, in its face I go to spend God in them made thus niggaz Good or bad we're thus This choice is our man G-Men, didn't like man Fuck it looks at I flow our Benz [verse3- Lloyd banks] G-Men now is my time, Ya time! It's my time to commit this crime I'm 1 of the 4, more plates hot We're making our part Niggaz, G-Men if does not forget We're hot, we don't go to stop It looks at our skill to move If it doesn't forget that we're the G-Men If it doesn't forget, shit men Assault the seted hand, men We're looked, Street Men I don't go to leave you to forget nigga The power is ours, Nothing of platinum nigga We only want gold Gold Bars, style, to powder, and cars Rightness its face of far It makes time that I'm wanting this It buys its weapons and its soon shells Or if it hides, to the touch of the bells I shoot, I go to start of home He looks at this pistol is of chrome Bulletproof, as is Em***, where is the bombs? Violent... The fear is not part of us man I go you to blow up nigga, blood rain [gunshot] [talking- 50 Cent] Hahaha G-Men (ssss) Where they are niggaz that they are here? They had run, that ugly thing but Aww Dre, looks in what we form in them! G-Unit, is in the command of New York Which is Em, the bombs is in the waist already? It learns of a time for all motherfuckers, this shit is all ours!!! Nigga runs soon of our front!!! Hahahaha Yeah, G-Men fuck up with all!!! Fuck it law! We're our proper law, you we don't cross in mine we walk! G-UNIT! (Haha) * G-Men são Homens Gangstas ** Versos em que Buck fala *** Em é um apelido do Eminem