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g-unit - shoot 'em up lyrics

[intro: sean paul]
well easy, well ya done know so we make it on a cheesy
sean-a-peesy, th girls are over breezy
longside the 50 cent, yo
now some bwoy like dem take to the extent, yo

[chorus: sean paul]
some bwoy fi check it, jerk off & madness and them no make it
madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it
time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it
but some likkle youth dem don’t get it
some bwoy fi check it, jerk off & madness and them no make it
madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it
time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it
50 cent, sean da paul, dem a tell dem who fi check it

[verse 1: 50 cent]
they said they ready, but i know for sure they not ready
go against the grain if you sure you gon’ get it
four-fifth pop, you drop, get deaded
flee the crime scene, nah’mean? i forget it
when real rude boys pop up they don’t want credit
if n-ggas know you did it then police know you did it
whenever drama come a real soldier don’t set it
if it’s beef, dead it, big money, bet it
in your brain, i’ll embed it
don’t f-ck with 50 or sean paul
i got 50 soldiers on call ready to brawl
gangsta, semi-autos, i spray at targets
to n-ggas that don’t know, well, we finished the cartridge, yeah

[verse 2: sean paul]
if you cheek it deeply you gonna see
nuff a them a rule bad man but they wanna be
see all them front up inna the club them a look upon me
but them grow empty, no artileries yo
positive ,negative and dem cyah hold them stress
live get tripe and them a run up inna a mess
when tings pop off some of them gonna get decked
and them haffi know them cyah hold the flex

[chorus: sean paul]
send dem fi check it
jerk off & madness and them no make it
madness,and a we got ready fi know, how fi select it
time fi get it , life is a gift, so nuh badda wreck it
50 cent, him a tell dem fi check it

[verse 3: 50 cent]
let’s get money, n-ggas like my style, i’m chipped up
still i won’t hesitate to shoot your whip up
gully, i got guns, chromes and black ones
snub noses, long joints, you might want to pack one
with all the bullsh-t going on in the hood
you need to be holding to something, sh-t is one in the hood
get your -ss beat up, stabbed, then shot up
n-ggas’ll tear your f-cking block up over some product

- g unit lyrics

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