CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Gun Jam Interlude
C'mon (Whoo Kid)
Yeah
This is just my intro
It's serious, man
This is serious radio right here (Shade 45, uh)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit Radio (sh*t)
Hah, hah
you know, just a little somethin', somethin' (Eminem)
You screaming your gun jam
n***a, your gun ain't jam, n***a
your b*t*h ass ran
You screaming your gun jam
I know your type, fam
You pu**y, I understand
You screaming your gun jam
You run when it's shots fired
Scared to f**kin' death of that hollow tip diet
Unit after n***as get sprayed up
To make a [?] in the third floor when you laid up
make sure your bills get paid up
So it's 9-1-1 when you see my gun
[?], n***a, the police know me
It's 'cause of this rap sh*t I'm rich now, homie
Man, when you're not around, I got your b*t*h all on me
She wanna be my wife now, she like my lifestyle
it's the sweetest taboo
I play something smooth when I stunt in my coupe, ooh
You know these n***as ain't like me
Everything I say I got in these raps, I got me
Cars, the cribs, the jewels, the tools
The 9's, the TECs, the Mac's, ooh
The burners, the gats, man, if you confuse
I send a n***a from my hood to put a hole in you
I rock G-Unit hats, hoodies and shoes
Got G-Unit tatted on my b*t*h too
I drink G-Unit water, watching G-Unit porn
This is Shade 45, n***a, G-Unit on
Yeah
This is just my intro
It's serious, man
This is serious radio right here (Shade 45, uh)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit Radio (sh*t)
Hah, hah
you know, just a little somethin', somethin' (Eminem)
You screaming your gun jam
n***a, your gun ain't jam, n***a
your b*t*h ass ran
You screaming your gun jam
I know your type, fam
You pu**y, I understand
You screaming your gun jam
You run when it's shots fired
Scared to f**kin' death of that hollow tip diet
Unit after n***as get sprayed up
To make a [?] in the third floor when you laid up
make sure your bills get paid up
So it's 9-1-1 when you see my gun
[?], n***a, the police know me
It's 'cause of this rap sh*t I'm rich now, homie
Man, when you're not around, I got your b*t*h all on me
She wanna be my wife now, she like my lifestyle
it's the sweetest taboo
I play something smooth when I stunt in my coupe, ooh
You know these n***as ain't like me
Everything I say I got in these raps, I got me
Cars, the cribs, the jewels, the tools
The 9's, the TECs, the Mac's, ooh
The burners, the gats, man, if you confuse
I send a n***a from my hood to put a hole in you
I rock G-Unit hats, hoodies and shoes
Got G-Unit tatted on my b*t*h too
I drink G-Unit water, watching G-Unit porn
This is Shade 45, n***a, G-Unit on
