T.O.S.
G-Unit (T.O.S.) Lyrics


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You don't have very many options
You can, get with the program or you die
The Unit

T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it right
T.O.S., night or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next life
T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the banger

I'm on that SSK shit, shoot, stab, kill
Think I won't get busy? Well nigga, I will
Ain't nothin? to talk 'bout, get the tape and the chalk out
When I pull the strap out, I might go the mac route

Leave your car door and your windows all clapped out
I turn enemies to memories, remember me?
The Hennessy got my eyes glassy, niggaz try to blast me
With the .38, them stray shells flew past me

I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, don't ask me
Understand I'm fin' to have yo' ass on the stand be
Sold three to muh'fuckers tryin? to jam me
I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't stand me

It's fuck 50, I stay in the drama
He love her, I fuck her, she's his baby's mama
She a freak, she give me the na-na
That nigga try to front, I'll give him the llama, yeah

T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it right
T.O.S., night or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next life
T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the banger

Yeah, uh
Everythin? was slow motion, but I think I got the potion
?Cause now that they overdosin? all my doors are back, open
In my Cadillac, totin?, nigga play with me I'll smoke him
Murder one one, four three-fours where I'm from, son

I don't need a gimmick, I'm the sickest nigga in it
Get it upside-down or twist it, I could promise you a visit
You're a midget, I'm taller than that nigga playin? ball and
Meanin? everybody know me when I'm walkin? through the mall and

I get hot in the mornin? and right before I'm performin?
I been on it since a young'n, I'm comin? and here's your warnin? nigga
Don't be snorin?, bein? on point is important
?Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the white chalk and, yeah

Call me what you want nigga but you can't call me broke
Call me crack, call me coke, call me uncut dope
See my oh-eight gas burnin? and my eighty-somethin? rope
Time's over for you niggaz, red line on your throat, terminated

T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it right
T.O.S., night or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next life
T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the banger

Unit, who, who, who, who, who, who want it?
Who, who, who, who, who, who want it?
Which gangsta want it? What? Which rapper want it? What?
Which trapper want it? My house is haunted

And I'm gone, the Feds wanna bug me and wrap me
I'm the Gingerbread Man, them boys can't catch me
Two-oh-nine, M-6 stuck in the matrix
BM got a new friend, they finally got a facelift

Yeah, I treat bitches like cars, I drove 'em out
They keep a nice trey-pound from when the wolves is out
Horses, Cavalies with a real-life vest on
I kick game like Pele and Beckham, c'mon

I got dopehead hands, and crackhead fingertips, oh yeah
From baggin? up with my Bankhead, Atlanta bitch
Every day is Christ', I live like Santa bitch
I'm a scrambler bitch, the Feds can't stand this shit

T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
You see the muh'fuckers who get it right
T.O.S., night or daylight
It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine

T.O.S., I carve you up nice
You see my knife, see you in ya next life




T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
Keep one in the chamber, walk with the banger

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of G-Unit's song T.O.S. are aggressive and straightforward, delivering a warning to anyone who might cross this group of tough rappers. The title of the song stands for Terminate On Sight, emphasizing the idea of swift, brutal action against anyone who messes with the Unit. The chorus repeats this message with lines like "You see the muh'fuckers who get it right," establishing a reputation of toughness and violence. The verses expand on this idea, with boastful rhymes about the group's willingness to engage in shootouts and gang violence.


The first verse references the SSK, or "shoot, stab, kill," mentality, highlighting the group's preparedness for any kind of altercation. The second verse implies that the singer has enemies who would try to harm him, but he is ready to defend himself with lethal force if necessary. The third verse is a series of taunts and boasts, with references to cars, guns, and drugs. Overall, the lyrics of T.O.S. paint a picture of a tough, violent group of individuals who are not to be messed with.


Line by Line Meaning

You don't have very many options
There are limited choices available to you


You can, get with the program or you die
You must conform or suffer consequences


T.O.S., Terminate On Sight
We are G-Unit, and we will seek to eliminate any and all who oppose us


You see the muh'fuckers who get it right
We are successful and those who join us will share in our success


T.O.S., night or daylight
We are always ready to act, no matter the time of day or night


It's Hammertime, got your nine, I got mine
We are prepared and armed for any situation


T.O.S., I carve you up nice
We will inflict damage upon our enemies


You see my knife, see you in ya next life
We are a deadly force and will carry out our threats


Keep one in the chamber, walk with the banger
We will keep a loaded gun and always be prepared for danger


I'm on that SSK shit, shoot, stab, kill
We are willing to use any means necessary to defeat our enemies


Think I won't get busy? Well nigga, I will
We are not afraid to take action and will do so without hesitation


Ain't nothin? to talk 'bout, get the tape and the chalk out
We are committed to violence and will leave a trail of carnage


When I pull the strap out, I might go the mac route
We intend to use our weapons, such as guns, to their full potential


Leave your car door and your windows all clapped out
We will not hesitate to destroy property in our pursuit of power


I turn enemies to memories, remember me?
We will eliminate those who cross us and they will be forgotten


The Hennessy got my eyes glassy, niggaz try to blast me
Despite potential threats, we are not afraid and will continue to fight


With the .38, them stray shells flew past me
We have been in dangerous situations, but have come out unscathed


I'm on 'em, what I'ma do, don't ask me
We are ruthless and will stop at nothing to achieve our goals


Understand I'm fin' to have yo' ass on the stand be
If anyone tries to cross us, they will face punishment in court


Sold three to muh'fuckers tryin? to jam me
We will not be stopped, and will continue to sell drugs despite opposition


I'm caked up so niggaz in my hood can't stand me
We are wealthy and powerful, and others in our community are envious


It's fuck 50, I stay in the drama
We do not respect or care about 50 Cent's opinions or reputation


He love her, I fuck her, she's his baby's mama
We are morally corrupt and do not respect the sanctity of relationships or families


She a freak, she give me the na-na
We take advantage of vulnerable women for our personal gratification


That nigga try to front, I'll give him the llama, yeah
Those who disrespect us will face dire consequences


Everythin? was slow motion, but I think I got the potion
We were once slow to gain power, but now we have found the secret to success


?Cause now that they overdosin? all my doors are back, open
Many people are desperate to be part of our group now that we are powerful


In my Cadillac, totin?, nigga play with me I'll smoke him
We are always armed and ready for a fight


Murder one one, four three-fours where I'm from, son
Killing is not uncommon in our community and is part of our way of life


I don't need a gimmick, I'm the sickest nigga in it
We do not need to rely on gimmicks to be feared and respected


Get it upside-down or twist it, I could promise you a visit
We are capable of inflicting severe harm on our enemies


You're a midget, I'm taller than that nigga playin? ball and
We tower over others who may claim to be tough or powerful


Meanin? everybody know me when I'm walkin? through the mall and
We have a reputation and are recognized wherever we go


I get hot in the mornin? and right before I'm performin?
We are always ready to take action in any situation


I been on it since a young'n, I'm comin? and here's your warnin? nigga
We have been ruthless and dangerous since we were young and will continue to be so


Don't be snorin?, bein? on point is important
We are always vigilant and ready for an attack


?Cause a coffin'll follow shortly after the white chalk and, yeah
Our violence will result in death, and those who cross us will suffer the consequences


Call me what you want nigga but you can't call me broke
Despite controversy and criticism, we are still successful and wealthy


Call me crack, call me coke, call me uncut dope
We are involved in the drug trade and have little regard for the lives we are harming


See my oh-eight gas burnin? and my eighty-somethin? rope
We flaunt our wealth and success


Time's over for you niggaz, red line on your throat, terminated
We are finishing off our enemies and will not show mercy


Unit, who, who, who, who, who, who want it?
We are taunting others to try and oppose or attack us


Which gangsta want it? What? Which rapper want it? What?
We are daring others to try and compete with us for power and respect


Which trapper want it? My house is haunted
We are fighters and have taken control of our community


And I'm gone, the Feds wanna bug me and wrap me
We are under surveillance but are difficult to catch


I'm the Gingerbread Man, them boys can't catch me
We are elusive and difficult to apprehend


Two-oh-nine, M-6 stuck in the matrix
We use code language and are difficult to understand


BM got a new friend, they finally got a facelift
We are constantly upgrading and improving our equipment


Yeah, I treat bitches like cars, I drove 'em out
We objectify and degrade women for our own pleasure


They keep a nice trey-pound from when the wolves is out
We are always armed and ready for danger


Horses, Cavalies with a real-life vest on
We have powerful, fortified weapons that we use for protection


I kick game like Pele and Beckham, c'mon
We are skilled and talented at our craft, and not to be underestimated


I got dopehead hands, and crackhead fingertips, oh yeah
We are deeply involved in the drug trade and are affected by it


From baggin? up with my Bankhead, Atlanta bitch
We are involved in drug trafficking and have connections in various places


Every day is Christ', I live like Santa bitch
We see ourselves as above the law and act accordingly


I'm a scrambler bitch, the Feds can't stand this shit
We are difficult to track and apprehend by law enforcement




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: MARVIN BERNARD, CHRISTOPHER CHARLES LLOYD, TYRONE FYFFE, CURTIS JAMES JACKSON

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