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G-Unit feat. Akon ft. Young Buck And Styles P. & Tone Trump vs. Baby Lyrics

Nigga what what what
Introduction to the song and expression of enthusiasm

Twin why'all niggaz ready
Asking if everyone is ready to listen to the song

Yeah yeah yeah
Expression of agreement and affirmation

She here to put the clack clack in this
She is ready to load her gun and start shooting

Crack pack in this
She has drugs with her

Dick in this like I had a six pack of Genus
She has sex with her and it's as good as having six different partners

Niggaz know that the flow be wicked
People recognize that her rapping style is excellent

Been nice since Tri Backs can they kick it
She has been good at rapping since the Tri Backs era

Can't walk with out lil momma trying to flick it
Men are always trying to hit on her

So be it take let your boyfriend see it
She doesn't care if you show your boyfriend that you find her attractive

U.S. gangsta but all my guns be Soviet
She is an American gangster, but she has guns made in the Soviet Union

Jake did it gon' take 'em up to I.D. it
Someone committed a crime and the police need to investigate and identify the perpetrator

Chain hanging out but I ain't talking about jewelry
She has a chain with her, but it's not for fashion

Talking ammunition, bullets, big artillery
She is talking about her weapons

Put a hole in a big ass social security
She can harm anyone, even senior citizens

Been this way be for I even reached maturity
She has been like this since she was young

Nigga they all book me quicker
The police always try to arrest her quickly

'Cause I'm worth more, like a Jam Master J sticker
She has a high value, like a sticker of the famous Jam Master J

Alive but you can still pull out liquor
Although she's alive, you can still celebrate her like she's dead

Gotta dead serious flow I'm about to blow
She's serious and her rapping style is explosive

D-Block (where my niggaz at)
Asking where her gang is located

D-Block (where my bitches at)
Asking where her female friends are located

D-Block (where them gangstas at)
Asking where other gangsters are located

D-Block (where the shankstas at)
Asking where the people with knives are located

J-Hizzle clap for my nizzle
J-Hizzle is being asked to celebrate with them

Who the fuck want to beef
Who is brave enough to start a fight?

Louch pass me the pistol
Asking Louch to give the gun

I'm about to let him ring like a phone
She's about to shoot the gun like a phone rings

He used to have a good head on his shoulders
He was once a smart person

But now the shit gone
But now he's not smart anymore

D-Block bout to wake the game and get these bucks
They are about to become famous and make money

It's for them niggaz Dickie Dan throwin' it up rocking Chucks
They are doing it for the gangsters wearing Dickie Dan clothes and Chuck Taylor shoes

Like pimples motherfucker I'm all in your face
She's being confrontational and invading personal space

You like sneakers when them strings about to get laced
You are like shoes, waiting to be tied up

What you need chronic homeboy, we got all types
They have all kinds of marijuana

Fuck your bikes, Nigga I smoke more than exhaust pipes
She doesn't care about motorcycles and she smokes more than the exhaust pipes

You know those new 7-60's yeah I got two
She has two new cars, 7-60's

One platinum like my rhymes the other raspberry blue
One car is platinum colored and the other is raspberry blue, like her songs

When I'm riding on the track like a surf board
When she's riding her car like a surfboard in a race

I'm on the block pitching what the fuck you think I got the word for
She's selling drugs on the streets

Walk with me motherfucker we taking over the streets
Join her and her friends in taking control of the streets

Let em warn all your peeps Hood coming at they street
Send a warning to others that they are coming to their streets

Seek a fucking crook
Looking for a criminal

Stake your house out know what your momma cook
Watching your house and learning what your mother cooks

Fuck her with a broom
Insulting someone's mother and being disrespectful

Fuck the movie when I'm there its a panic room
When she is there, it's a dangerous situation

Niggaz start to stutter, please don't cut my mother
People start to stutter when they are afraid, please don't hurt my mother

I'm too fucking gutter clip on top of each other
She's too gangster that people clip on top of each other to get away from her

Two twelve gauges take you threw the stages
Two guns will take you through various levels of danger

Bullets running low but yours been there for ages
Her bullets are running out, but someone else's bullets have been stored for a long time

Cob web niggaz iced out slob like I'm on a fucking bob sled niggaz
People who are inactive and showing off their jewelry while she's on the move like a bobsled

I'll talk to why'all niggaz I ain't trying to shout
She's talking to them calmly, not yelling

Why fit in with Sheek was born to stand out
She doesn't want to fit in with Sheek, she was born to be different

You'll get pretzeled up twist in half
She will harm you badly

Long shit with the black spots like a giraffe
Her gun is long and has black spots, like a giraffe

Clear my path when the guy walking
Get out of her way when she's walking

How you try getting in the club I hope you jump in my coffin
She doesn't want you to get into the club, if you try, she hopes you're ready to die

Besides D-Block I don't see that often
She seldom sees anyone except for the people in D-Block