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G Unit Crazy

[Chorus:] If you think you can fuck wit 50 you gotta be crazy I wont do a joint wit you Know matter how much your label try and pay me I'm on top of

[Chorus:] If you think you can fuck wit 50 you gotta be crazy I wont do a joint wit you Know matter how much your label try and pay me I'm on top of

stop!!!, special delivery!!! (I need that) Yeah! G. Dep! Child of the Ghetto!!! (Can I have that?) As we proceed! AHHH!! (Well give it to me) [Verse 2: G

the shit'll never stop You used to see the wrong colors, and the gats went pop-pop But now the kids got a chance to live And the O.G.'s got something

, this is the life Eh n-gga I tell you, my bank account bring goose bumps on your muthaf-cking bank G-g-g-g-unit!!!

-U-M-P Lay, bring the G-A-G-E 'Cause there's this gang all down the way We gotta put 'em in check 'Cause that O.G. was talkin' shit I'm gonna blow his

obstacles If it ain't my line of work it's the girlies on my popsicle Now everybody's got my baby Wantin' to have their hands in my pocket tryin to drive me crazy

issues You know New York is dying after all the shit we been through And we done lost B.I.G., we done lost Pun Homey, you can't live, gotta go and get them g

me I ain't got time for sittin in the penitentuary All I know is I'm rich, all I know is that G-Unit work When your album drop they go bezerk Mad video play, crazy