I Got A Million On It Lyrics

The Game

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    [Intro: Game]
    Ahh shit
    G-G-G-G-G ... G-G-G-G-Unit
    I thought all that beefin was over man
    Squashed it man, been there done that
    Somebody had to gon' on and fuck it up

    [Game]
    No more Bleek and Buddens I was hopin' for silence
    Till the little sleeping beauty, went and woke the giant
    This little bitch from The Luniz want beef he liein'
    So I called E-40, and tried to seize the violence
    I got niggaz on the island, for puttin' in stainless work
    With vaseline on they palms, gettin' ready to +Bang Em Smurf+ (you little bitch)
    I here him screamin' in Compton, sound like my bitch cummin'
    You wasn't never fuckin' with G-Unit, quit frontin'
    For domination be Lisa Leslie, a big woman
    With a nine on the back, I'm gonna catch that bitch runnin'
    Shove a .40 in his throat, now nigga spit somethin'
    And get lost boy, go visit your big cousin
    I got fish to fry, throw a line in the pacific
    With cocaine on the hook, for this +Luniz+ ass nigga
    You a bitch, how you call your self the Ice Cream Man
    When Master P took your name and your ice cream van
    Made 500 million, that's your homey though
    Took your man hood, gave your shit to Lil'Romeo
    This nigga, 5 foot 2, talkin' that big shit
    You got +5 On It+? that money went to Chris Hicks
    Tryin' to diss Too $hort for doin' his pimp shit
    Nigga you been gitten fucked, swallowin' big dicks
    Pac knew he was a pussy, that's why he ran south
    Signed to Rap-A-Lot, they never put his ass out
    Hid behind Lil' J, all the sudden you thugged out
    Ran back to the Bay, sleepin' on wannabe cuz couch
    How you drop 5 albums, don't own one house
    Or get the boss to call me, Banks, and fuck out
    It's G-Unit bitch, let me show you what blood bout
    When my blood pressure rise, I bring the bloods out
    Put the barrell on his neck, blow his guts out (*gunshot)
    Now that's whats you call a +Yukmouth+

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    [Outro: Game]
    Yeah, you little faggot ass bitch
    Yeah nigga, on the motherfuckin' internet with that faggot ass footage nigga
    You little bitch ass nigga, Domination, nigga
    I'll put braids in your hair motherfucker
    See how you like when it's motherfuckin' 50 Cal, nigga
    Blow your motherfuckin' brains out nigga, i'll braid your hair you little bitch
    Back to you nigga, nigga with the dreads, you fuckin Jafakin
    Motherfuckin' faggot ass nigga
    Yeah I seen you in the club nigga, asked you did you had beef with G-Unit nigga
    Nigga you ain't say shit nigga
    "That ain't me man, that was C-Bo, man, this Regime, this Regime, man, Bay area, Bay area"
    Man i'll beat the shit out you, you fuckin little punk
    And when I catch you nigga, you gonna need Dr.Dre to get my motherfuckin' G-6 out you ass
    You bitch, you faggot ass nigga, and don't try to turn the Bay 'gainst me nigga
    I got niggaz in your town that will fuck you up
    Vallejo, Filmoe, San Fransico, Sac-town, Oakland
    Compton's most nigga
    G-G-G-G .. G-G-G-G-Unit
    Thought I was done huh? you little bitch
    I ain't finished with yo' ass yet nigga, when I see you I'ma beat the shit outta you nigga
    To a motherfuckin' pulp, on camera nigga
    Since you like playin' with little camcorders and shit you motherfuckin faggot
    And I got a mill on that, what the fuck is 5 dollars nigga
    G-G-G-G-G-Unit

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