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Units Lyrics

Yeah, you know
The singer is addressing an audience in a confident manner.

Niggaz keep talkin' bout Theodore this, and Theodore that Niggaz need to stop worryin' about the Theodore Worry about your muthafuckin' self
The singer is telling the audience to stop talking about Theodore Unit and pay attention to themselves instead.

From the door, you gotta put in that work Rep your work, move that work Apply that work, kill or get hurt Eastside, hear the adrenaline, dirty
The singer emphasizes that to achieve success, one must work hard, represent one's work, and be willing to take risks. The singer also mentions the Eastside and the thrill of adrenaline.

Money make the world go round Here, muthafuckas can't fuck with me, pound for pound We only got one life to live, so I need a gangsta bitch A ratchet with a big kick, captain of my own ship 'cause fake niggaz dream too much And talk too much shit, do it sound like I'm playin' With you muthafuckas, go 'head, me squeeze like Smucker's This ain't a gimmick, for me to get on Do an R&B remix with P. Diddy and R. Kelly I don't know those muthafuckas You see me in the club, high poster Never who that, see me on the block with the roaster Never who that, see me in somethin' pretty and big with the chauffeur Never who that, model type, tipsy on the side of the coaster Uptowns, white on white, valor suits, the color of _mocha Upstate New York, ran with the trademark, the kid poker I ain't talkin' bout a card game, talkin' bout blood on your face frame
The artist talks about the importance of money and how he is skilled and confident, emphasizing his search for a partner who understands his lifestyle. He also mentions that he is not interested in collaborating with certain musicians, and describes his luxurious lifestyle, including his clothing and transportation choices.

You bitch ass niggaz, you ass cheeks, and it reeks Like the smell of dead Mafia, at the bottom of creeks Mahonda speaks, that the true Messiah is speaked This the first year of the future, walk with me, little nigga Order to my people, people to my order And pull myself together with the thought of a flat five For manslaughter, I'm prepared to lead nations From Muslims, to Bloods, to Masons Music to guide killas through out dreams Of self destruction, 20-05 eruption Get the drop on, who cousin? I believe in guns hustling Blood in your mouth, mumbling Misinformation is the height of ignorance That invites disaster and suffering To blow a whole through the fader Theodore Unit AKA the Al Qadea
The artist uses vivid, graphic language to paint a picture of his world, where he is a leader and a guide, and where people are willing to use violence to achieve their goals. The artist also warns against the dangers of misinformation and ignorance, but acknowledges the power of music to inspire and motivate.