G-Men (ft. Lloyd Banks & Young Buck)

[chorus- 50 Cent]

Men this is the tram of the bad one!

We 3 are the men

G-Men*, in its face I go to spend

God in them made thus niggaz

Good or bad we're thus

This choice is our man

G-Men, didn't like man

Fuck it looks at I flow our Benz

[verse1- 50 Cent]

Ok G-Men we go to start

I start showing my business card

What such to show to mine gold bars

Powder in its mind

Style isn't caught loaned, if conquest

Or if purchase! (Haha)

Microphone in the hand, towel in the waist

I'm warm, I beat English in the hand

In street i run, in the street rains

It doesn't demonstrate to love for me man

You go to feel pain, you go to blow up its brain

Which is, with me you learns to treat a dame

Same Gangstas! I'm not type ones niggaz

Fake Gangstas, bronzing for niggaz

I'm really a black

You puncture with lead I thread, you in the bag

Shit, raises my flag

Because I command the state

My drugs are not more drugs for you

For me never it was

I finished with you, I made my life

Of my skill, I made my style

G-Men, I bother you mans (menssss)

There I in the TV, you look at I was bald

He looks in the mirror seems a monster

Which is shit, I is in the throne

[gunshot]

[chorus- 50 Cent]

Men this is the tram of the bad one!

We 3 are the men

G-Men*, in its face I go to spend

God in them made thus niggaz

Good or bad we're thus

This choice is our man

G-Men, didn't like man

Fuck it looks at I flow our Benz

[verse2- Young Buck]

We're the biggest group of New York

We take the country, us we command New York

We go to place fire in New York

As Nero he made in Rome

I go to start of home

That girl is mine**

Aww niggaz it's not for the peak of you**

It for me and not you**

Ya dig?**

[gunshot]

We're G-Men

G-Men in the streeeeet

G-Men of hiiiiit

G-Men, shiiiiit

It tries in them to reach men

Gangstas men, look at the G-Men (ssss)

The heads, we don't feel pains

[chorus- 50 Cent]

Men this is the tram of the bad one!

We 3 are the men

G-Men*, in its face I go to spend

God in them made thus niggaz

Good or bad we're thus

This choice is our man

G-Men, didn't like man

Fuck it looks at I flow our Benz

[verse3- Lloyd banks]

G-Men now is my time, Ya time!

It's my time to commit this crime

I'm 1 of the 4, more plates hot

We're making our part

Niggaz, G-Men if does not forget

We're hot, we don't go to stop

It looks at our skill to move

If it doesn't forget that we're the G-Men

If it doesn't forget, shit men

Assault the seted hand, men

We're looked, Street Men

I don't go to leave you to forget nigga

The power is ours, Nothing of platinum nigga

We only want gold

Gold Bars, style, to powder, and cars

Rightness its face of far

It makes time that I'm wanting this

It buys its weapons and its soon shells

Or if it hides, to the touch of the bells

I shoot, I go to start of home

He looks at this pistol is of chrome

Bulletproof, as is Em***, where is the bombs?

Violent...

The fear is not part of us man

I go you to blow up nigga, blood rain

[gunshot]

[talking- 50 Cent]

Hahaha

G-Men (ssss)

Where they are niggaz that they are here?

They had run, that ugly thing but

Aww Dre, looks in what we form in them!

G-Unit, is in the command of New York

Which is Em, the bombs is in the waist already?

It learns of a time for all motherfuckers, this shit is all ours!!!

Nigga runs soon of our front!!!

Hahahaha

Yeah, G-Men fuck up with all!!!

Fuck it law!

We're our proper law, you we don't cross in mine we walk!

G-UNIT! (Haha)

* G-Men são Homens Gangstas

** Versos em que Buck fala

*** Em é um apelido do Eminem