Poison Bananas
The Game Lyrics

P-p-p-p Unit You pussy ass nigga!
The singer is calling out the group G-Unit and labeling them as weak and cowardly.

Who the snitch? You the snitch Who the bitch? You the bitch (x4)
The singer is accusing G-Unit of being informants and traitors, and also insults their masculinity.

Look, get ya mask took off When I blast four off Pump the shotty Throw your body Where the grass grow tall
The singer threatens to violently attack and kill G-Unit members and dispose of their bodies secretly.

Jeah, I'm like tango for the cash Orange Jag Looking like a mango when it pass With the tato on the mack I ain't talking 'bout bagging up work when I put Yayo in the bag
The artist boasts about his wealth and style, and claims to not just be referring to drugs when speaking of putting Tony Yayo in a bag.

Fuck is you rhyming about? You 30, just getting in the game, you should be trying to get out You know it's drama when the llama get out Pull and spit the lead Bullets hit your head Then your mind'll sit out
The artist criticizes G-Unit's rap skills, age, and involvement in conflict, and threatens to kill them with a gun.

By the time they find this shit out I'm in a different state In a different zip, different whip, different plates Wait! I put the heater to your head You G Unit Ninja Turtles cause your leader is rat Scrat!
The singer claims he will evade capture and kill G-Unit, and compares them to characters from a children's show for having a snitch as their leader.

It's simple as 1,2,3 You lames Wanna get at Game You gotta come through me
The singer challenges G-Unit to fight him if they want to confront The Game.

Tony Yayo Get out the way ho Lloyd Banks just got shot Technique pass the mack And aim it at Curtis Jack You ain't right Trying to be Frank White You getting smacked Little accident murderer I just now heard of ya And the next time you disrespect the west, E serving ya Yayo You better lay low Cause the M.O.B. got some killers on the payroll I put a million dollar hit on you snitches Show you why we call ourselves Money Over Bitches
The artist threatens to kill G-Unit members Tony Yayo and Lloyd Banks, and accuses them of being disrespectful to the West Coast. He also boasts about his group's violent reputation and willingness to kill for money.

I got a clip full of poison bananas And some cold hard killers from Compton (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Philly (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from Long Beach (here monkey, monkey) I got a clip full of poison bananas And a cold hard killer from L.A. (here monkey, monkey)
The artist boasts about the weapons and killers he has at his disposal, and dehumanizes his enemies by calling them monkeys.

Olivia, get back in the car 'Fore I smack you like 50 did Fredo Starr And he picking on lil niggas Is it me or is it every video, Curtis Jackson get a lil bigger? Nigga using that muscle enhancement All I need is a couple dumbells and a sandwich Fuck holding a conference I'll run to Violator, hold Chris Lighty for hostage Cause Banks doing gay porn, come out the closet! Either that or I'mma knock Chris Lighty unconsciencious Cut all the non-sense You was PC'd up Hit the bricks, rapping 'bout the corner like you Common Talk of New York? You Jorge Pasada I throw 'em, you catch 'em, that's not a threat, that's a promise You did 6 months, now you a convict? I accepted your phones calls now you at me on some wild shit Judge said, "Time spent" Now you can get it from the same gun homicide dropped five dimes with And next time you try to kiss me on the cheek You won't be alive long enough to put out my heat
The artist insults and threatens multiple G-Unit members, and accuses them of being fake and cowardly. He also makes references to Tony Yayo's time in jail and accuses Lloyd Banks of being involved in pornography. He ultimately threatens to kill anyone who tries to show him affection.

Welcome to the west, let me show you what hood like My niggas down to sit on death row and ain't fucking with Suge Knight Tag your left toes, wish you niggas a good night Rock-a-by baby Chrome .380 Screaming, "Ready to die" Them niggas ain't crazy On the black wall on the mini street that they can't be A pine box plenty of leg room Game, hit me, we're watching access granted in Cancun I'm look at the two like, "The nerve of this damn dude" Pointing a beam at him, locating his next wound Talk to my heat Chi-Chi get the Yayo Replace that G Unit bandana with a halo
The singer warns anyone who comes to the West Coast that they will face violence and death, and brags about his friends' willingness to go to jail. He also makes references to guns, and threatens to kill G-Unit members Tony Yayo yet again.