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letra de real quick - g-unit

(intro)
valuable lesson, man, i had to grow up
that’s why i neva ask for help
i do it for you n-gg-s and do it for myself

(hook)
i go 0 to 100, n-gg-, real quick
real quick, whole squad on that real sh-t
0 to 100, n-gg-, real quick
real quick, real f-ckin’ quick, n-gg-
0 to 100, n-gg-, real quick
real quick, whole squad on that real sh-t
0 to 100, n-gg-, real quick
real quick, real f-ckin’ quick, n-gg-

(verse: 50 cent)
i’ll run my blade across a n-gg- -ss (real quick)
i’m so for real i’m on some real, real n-gg- sh-t
you playin’, boy, i’ll getcha hit (real quick)
you betta hope the paramedics come (real quick)
got me f-cked up if you thinking it’s different now a n-gg- rich
before i get to cutting know you n-gg-s better cut the sh-t
boy, you gon’ have me head popped, pull a trigger for me
and my lil’ n-gg-s trigga op like it’s legal, homey
no game when i bang, boy, i empty the clip
you run like a b-tch, you ain’t bout that sh-t
(hey, hey, hey) i’ll catch you another day, day, day
it’s the unit back to the bullsh-t

(verse 2: tony yayo)
nothing in life is outta bounds
ak hold about a hundred rounds
60 shots like kd at the rucker’s
okay when i see you on respirators
southside, n-gg-, till the day i’m gone
indulge in the violence when the drama on
yeah, these rap n-gg-s lukewarm
i’m too sleaves of dope when the mic on

(verse 3: kidd kidd)
don’t tweet me, see me when you see me
down to make the news just to say that i’m on t.v.
this clip rated r, n-gg-s pg
them sh-lls burn like a bootleg cd
f-ck love, i want da money
when you get too much of it they gon’ say you actin’ funny
‘kidd, how you feel now that the unit’s back?’
like a million bucks, motherf-cker, do the math

(verse 4: young buck)
coldblooded, boy, my heart don’t feel sh-t
get with me, ask 50, i take the hit (real quick)
balenciagas you could still get yo -ss kicked
take a rapper n-gg- b-tch and make a real flick
i know i’m different from what you usually been dealin’ with
don’t need a mic, give me some white to make a million wit
single burrough, 6 shots on the brooklyn bridge
i let the n-gg- drake tell you what i just did

(verse 5: lloyd banks)
n-gg- getting money new to you
i give a f-ck if sh-t get ugly, there’ll be a beautiful funeral
you fit the ‘scrip, i’m gon’ -ssume it’s true
can’t maneuver the street without a strategy
ain’t n-body to tutor you
man was lucky unit’s through
you know why he flows, fifteen years
switching dealers like casinos
and my goon’ll cut you on the arm
i’m out the country every week and dumping ash on the autobahn
autopilot’s always on, rather betta livin’, i’ve been howey tom
greenbills calling me all day long, this is homicide
more tears in your momma eyes
more reasons to wake up, real n-gg-s arrive

- g unit

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