Freestyle
G-Unit Lyrics

Tony touch Iraq Iraq 50 M-C's,
We're calling out Tony Touch, a famous DJ, while referencing Iraq and boasting about our abilities as 50 emcees.

A little bit a thugs is all it takes To make this industry just brake
All it takes is a handful of real gangsters to shake up the entire music industry.

What what what poison arrows Swords and lords yo but really
We're using imagery of poison arrows and lords to evoke a sense of danger and power, all the while highlighting how serious we are.

My Mac Milly spray niggas lay niggas Yo the cognac make you feel unbeatable Yo especially when that ass drunk too much
We're boasting about our shooting abilities and how invincible alcohol makes us feel.

I call up tony touch tony touch bring the next dutch Yo I'm all fucked up bent and can't think While you both stink, don't even care that you sink
We're asking Tony Touch to bring us more weed, all the while poking fun at our enemies' poor hygiene and worsening situation.

Yo impulsive, exclusive, high explosive Can't even get with, shit I dealt wit I'm on some other shit, my main script describe the foulness
We're describing how unique and dangerous our style is, claiming that nobody can match us in terms of raw, foul power.

Panama canalness, what, yo, I, don't even talk so I'm far from the loudest Kid, nigga, can't touch this, rush this, yo what
We're using the Panama Canal as a metaphor for our clever, underground dealings, all the while boasting that nobody can compete with us.

Yo, switch the beat, now, bless it What, I'm bout to fuck shit up, what Fuck it up Fuck it up fuck it up, what what!?
We're calling on the DJ to switch up the beat, as we're about to tear it up with our raw, aggressive style.

We on the lines like the internet Many will come but few was chosen Against my set, there ain't a nigga yet
We're claiming that we're the most elite group around, and that nobody can compete with us.

Smoke so much niggas say I need nicorette You say boogie, but you used to say cigarette Now I know, a new religion, a new beginning I own women, three-fourths rock and linen
We're poking fun at our own addiction to smoking, all the while referencing our new lifestyle as millionaires who own fancy clothes and women.

This middle east shit, father beat shit Release this, the only place in the world, that pull out cracks pieces We rock camels, split that ass in text
We're referencing our involvement in the drug trade and how we do business with the Middle East, all the while being vulgar about how we treat women.

Yo we bag bitches after we fuck em and say thanks Yo thanks for havin' me, next week your straight grabbin' me Swearin' they homeless, sayin' that the havin' me
We're dehumanizing women and treating them as disposable objects, all the while confessing that they're begging to be with us even though they're homeless.

I don't want to crawl at all You want to be a thug, you used to play ball Runs the play for Seton Hall Now, outta the blue, you got thug in you too Yo I knew you, your size shoe was due in voodoo Always, smell like shit, used to call you doo-doo Never came outside, in the crib you hide Scared to death While we played manhunt, to our last breath
We're mocking someone we used to know who wasn't tough enough, taking jabs at his physical flaws and how he used to hide from danger, while we would play games like manhunt fearlessly.

I never chose this life, it chose me What, l-f-c, heavy amount with jewelry Crime syndicate, nigga livin' this Never mention miss ? Smoke rain bodies, you had to saw before, before
We're describing how we're living a life of crime and danger, all the while being vague about what we've done and the harm we've caused.

Yo, you on my dick, I had the lime green on With the string on, with fatigue on Fresh avirex's, cockpit, now from the outlet Jose Luis emperor, two shots I blow ta Dillinger No real kings like john Dillinger, the politic What, I'm on some ides in the militant You either with me or against me That in between shit make the money stop too intensely
We're bragging about our expensive fashion and name-dropping luxury brands, all the while referencing notorious gangsters and politicians, and declaring that there's no middle ground - if you're not with us, you're against us and we don't want any half measures.

So what the deal is, the generals what the deal is What the deal is, the devilish thought you can't kill this What niggas, Iraq, realize that
We're steering the conversation back to our power and dominance, telling everyone that our enemies can't kill us and that we're unstoppable.