Be Dead

[Chorus: Prodigy]
G-Unit's, the only way you could win
You not on our side then you might as well be dead
You don't like P
You could give me head
You don't got a Hav beat then you ain't got shit
50 Cent, he the new top dog
Hate it or love, we the new underdogs
G-Unit's, the only way you could win
You not on our side then you might as well be dead

[Verse 1: Prodigy]
You know I'm bustin' heads
Know I'll kill ya bitch
Know I'll hit you, your mom's and your kids
Know it's not a game
You know I don't care
You know if I get caught I got money for the bail
You know if I blow trial I got stomach for sale
Pokin' niggas up, reppin' G-Unit still
Mobb Deep, nigga the name hold weight
Seals on my dick bringin' weapons to my gate
Fuck PC I got PC in here
You know if GP you touch you get dead
There's power on the street
There's power in the pen, nigga we so strong there's no way you could win
I'm out in California
Fuckin' with the Crips, I know a few Bloods but I'm color blind, bitch
Em said "P, man, welcome to the fam"
Said anybody touch the white boy get dead

[Chorus: Prodigy & Tony Yayo]
G-Unit's, the only way you could win
You not on our side then you might as well be dead
You don't like P
You could give me head
You don't got a Hav beat then you ain't got shit
50 Cent, he the new top dog
Hate it or love, we the new underdogs (Yeah, yeah)
G-Unit's, the only way (Yo Hav, P what up?, Alchemist) you could win
You not on our side (Yeah Whoo Kid) (This muhfuckin' Whoo Kid you know what time it is, let's go) then you might as well be dead (M.O.P.)

[Verse 2: Tony Yayo]
I'm like Pootie Tang they scream when I breathe on a track
But still got coke you should see my come back
And these so-called rappers, claimin' these cities
Are softer than silicone and saline tities, I'm gettin' rich
Niggas gettin' gyro money, a buck twenty on my neck that's pyro money
Summer time it's white T's, Winter time it's furs
Come through stuntin' in that Bentley flyin' spur
Me and P ride around wit them Germen Rugers
It'll have your mom's missin' like that chick in Aruba
I'm a shooter, gangsta like a Blood or a Hoover
Your bitch looked at my watch, you know I'ma scoop her, come on!

[Outro: Tony Yayo]
Yeah nigga, heh
It's motherfuckin' rap juggernauts, nigga
Hollywood Hav
Los Vegas P, nigga
Bitches think I look like Morris Chestnut, call me Tony Chestnut now
Heh, Lloyd Banks, Blue Hefner, heh
Young Buck, Buck Marley, nigga
M.O.P
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Bill, we gettin' all this fuckin' money, Olivia the dutchess, nigga
50, Curtis Interscope Jackson
Alchemist in this motherfucker
Shout to Eminem
After Mathers Marshall, nigga you know what time it is
Stat Quo, D12
We gettin' all this, mother, fuckin' money
Don't it make you mad?
Heh
Yo P, man
Them Porsches lookin' nice, we need to go through the bridge real quick, man
There's some hoes in the projects
Or you know go through 40 Baisley maybe [?] [?]
Y'all niggas could shoot at my truck
I just copped the bulletproof
So did 50 and Banks, y'all could shoot at it if you want to, I don't give a fuck
Yeah nigga
And we fresh off tour
Everybody's pizzeling, pizzeling mean gettin' pussy
I'm fuckin' every night
So ya'll niggas that's in the hood listenin' to this
Please be gassed and my albums comin' August 30th
Thoughts of a motherfuckin' Predicate Felon, I'ma laugh when my numbers come back, cocksucker
Go pick it up
G-Unit, nigga
Rap juggernauts, we run this shit
Heh ha ha