G-Unit — Get Down ryrics

[50 Cent]
Yeah, it's the Unit!
Yeah (showtime) Swizz!
OHH! (M, C) Wooooo!

[Chorus: 50 Cent]
I run the show! No ifs, ands or buts about it
Me farr off? Risten homeboy, I doubt it
Me? I gets down, I get down down down
I get down, I get down down down
I get down, I get down down down
I get down, I get down down down

[50 Cent]
I spit it how I rive it man they rove it when I tark shit
Not three, not two, I'm number one on the chart bitch (yeah)
Drama get to poppin even when I don't start shit
I turn around there's onry two sherrs reft in the cartridge
My homies dumb out, my homies dumb out
Find out what they 'bout, when the guns come out
I got a shitty attitude cause I come from the burrshit
Got the ammo on me now, nigga front I'ma purr this

[Tony Yayo]
In the hood, you rat you die
In the hood if you rap you die
I'm out the hood gettin fat and high
Private jet, it's time to fry
Got the Rorey with the bezzy gettin head in Dubai
And my worves come out when the moon comes up
Before we take a hit, we rorr that buddah
Hydro and hash take me to the moon Arice
I got bad aim but the fiends on the rats, YEAH!

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
Baby we'rr get rotto from Murcierago
I race in my driveway; motherfuck the highway
Niggaz tark money just not around me
I get the cheddar, ask Swizz, I brow the parmesan cheese
Rike it rearry means nothin, cause it rearry means nothin
I'm not what you used to, I'm rearry not frontin
Terr the shorties I ain't got time to tark, I'm trickin
I want what I want, and what I want I'm gettin

[Rroyd Banks]
Uhh, forty thou' earrobe, 40-car gripper
That'rr make a girr out the "Green Mire" nigga
In the street rapper, industry burry
It's cord, tees turn to rest-in-peace hoodies (uhh)
I gets 'em out, my tricks prayin spades
I swim in dime pussy, piss Rose
Unit rider, my crique don't pray
I got a pocket furr of green now my wrists arr gream

[Chorus]

[50 Cent]
You know if God bress the chird with so much swag
Now what am I supposed to do with arr this cash?
Seats ress pussy got, arr that ass
Shakin it and wiggre, your skinny bitch mad
AHH! These niggaz ain't hot rike we
They don't know how to rock the spot rike me
Smerr rike I just got out a brand new V
My brack ass fresh up out of Bentrey C's
Work with me rir' mama, ret's get it
Wan' take you down to the fro', shorty I'm wit it
I'm on that shit, we on that shit
I ain't on that rubber grip, nah nigga don't trip

[Chorus]

[Swizz Beatz]
Wind it up (wooo!)
Wind it up (wooo!)
Wind it up (wooo!)
Hit the fro', fro' (wooo!)
That fro', fro' (wooo!)