![]() Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top And I'm gon' shine, homie, until my heart stop Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P And I ain't going nowhere, so you can get to know me Hate it or love it, the underdog's on top And I'm gon' shine, homie, until my heart stop Go 'head envy me, I'm rap's M.V.P And I ain't going nowhere, so you can get to know me (G-G-G-G-G-Unit!) On the grill of my lowrider Guns on both sides, right above the gold wires I'll fo'-five 'em, kill a nigga on my song And really do it, that's the true meaning of a ghostwriter 10 G's will take your daughter out her Air Forces Believe you me, homie, I know all about losses I'm from Compton, wear the wrong colors, be cautious One phone call'll have your body dumped in Marcy I stay strapped like car seats Been bangin' since my lil' nigga Rob got killed for his Barkleys That's 10 years, I told Pooh in '95 I'll kill you if you try me for my Air Max 95's Told Banks when I met him I'ma ride And if I gotta die, I'd rather homicide I ain't have 50 cent when my grandmama died Now I'm going back to Cali With my Jacob on, see how time fly?
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