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g-unit - 0 to 100 lyrics

i go 0 to 100, n-gga, real quick
real quick, whole squad on that real sh-t
0 to 100, n-gga, real quick
real quick, real f-ckin’ quick, n-gga
0 to 100, n-gga, real quick
real quick, whole squad on that real sh-t
0 to 100, n-gga, real quick
real quick, real f-ckin’ quick, n-gga

i’ll run my blade across a n-gga -ss (real quick)
i’m so for real i’m on some real, real n-gga sh-t
you playing, boy, i’ll get you hit (real quick)
you better hope the paramedics come (real quick)
got me f-cked up if you thinking it’s different now a n-gga rich
before i get to cutting know you n-ggas better cut the sh-t
boy, you gon have ya head popped, pull a trigger for me
and my little n-ggas trigger op like it’s legal, homie
no gang when i bang, boy, i empty the clip
you run like a b-tch, you ain’t ’bout that sh-t
hey, hey, hey, i’ll catch you another day, day, day
it’s the unit back to the bullsh-t

nothing in life is out of bounds
ak hold about a hundred rounds
60 shots like kd at the rucker’s
okay when i see you on respirators
southside n-gga ’til the day i’m gone
indulge in the violence when the drama on
yeah, these rap n-ggas lukewarm
i’m two sleeves of dope when the mic on

down to make the news just to say that i’m on tv
this clip rated r, n-ggas pg
them sh-lls burn like a bootleg cd
f-ck love, i want the money
when you get too much of it they gon’ say you acting funny
“kidd, how you feel now that the unit’s back?”
like a million bucks, motherf-cker, do the math

coldblooded, boy, my heart don’t feel sh-t
get with me, ask 50, i take the hit (real quick)
balenciagas you could still get your -ss kicked
take a rapper n-gga b-tch and make a real fl!ck
i know i’m different from what you usually been dealing with
don’t need a mic, give me some white to make a million with
single burrough, 6 shots on the brooklyn bridge
i let the n-gga drake tell you what i just did

n-gga, getting money new to you
i give a f-ck if sh-t get ugly, it’ll be a beautiful funeral
you fit the script i’m gon’ -ssume it’s true
can’t manuever through the street without a strategy
ain’t n0body to tutor you
and man was lucky unit’s through
you know how he flows
15 years switching dealers like casinos
and my goon’ll clip you in the arm
i’m out the country every week and dumping ash on the autobahn
autopilot’s always on, rather bet a living, i’ve been how we turns
greenbills calling me all day long, this is h0m-cide
more tears in your mama eyes
more reasons to wake up, real n-ggas arrive

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