Some monsoon hit.
So take a picture.
Blow it up.
And zoom it.

G-Unit, G-Unit...

Yeah,
Cultivate it day and night.
And groom it.
Telly every mother in the room it.
G-Unit, G-Unit...

On the telly.
On the dial.
Now ya' tune it.
Cultivate it day and night and groom it.
Telly every mother in the room it.

Yeah,
G-Unit, G-Unit...
Turn the little knobby 'till ya' tune it.
When your head is bobbing.
That's the Unit.
Turn the little knobby 'till ya' tune it.
Telly every mother in the room it.
Take a picture; blow it up; and zoom it.

The Aftermath came and that monsoon hit.
Go telly every mother in the room it.
G-Unit, G-Unit...

(Dear Fifty, anybody can say they're a big fan. But how many big fans can spit like me, too? You pal, and Floyd's, Romulus.)

P.S. - I may have said some stupit s*** on here or whatever. Never knocked you. Think you cool. And I would rather work for you than any of the other bosses I've met. Don't need to make so much money. Never get envious, or hating on other people. Never did. Not in my nature. Really training to fight the best fighters in the world though. Really believe in my mind I can win. Haven't been in the ring for eight years. Been doing roadwork all this week. In case Floyd ever knows there is an adaptable script I wanted to finish writing with you two. Come on m***********. That's the word that cat is scratching on the wall in the beginning of your movie. Deep. Really. I want to mention it in my movie. Yo, I'm big fans of Snoop, Puffy, and Dre, too. Been hitting up Dre, too. And Snoop. Puffy and Ice Cube don't even got forums. Peace...