What Up Gangsta - Live In New York City

G-Unit (bo)
We in here (bo)
We can get the drama popping
We don't care (bo, bo, bo)
It's going down (bo)
'Cause I'm around (bo)
50 Cent, you know how I gets down (bo, bo, bo)

What up, blood? (What?)
What up, cuz? (What?)
What up, blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?
What up, blood? (What?)
What up, cuz? (What?)
What up, blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

They say I walk around like got an "S" on my chest
Nah, that's a semi-auto, and a vest on my chest
I try not to say nothing, the DA might want to play in court
But I'll hunt or duck a nigga down like it's sport
Front on me, I'll cut ya, gun-butt ya or both
You getting money? I can't none with ya then f- ya

I'm not the type to get knocked for D.W.I
I'm the type that'll kill your connect when the coke price rise
Gangstas, they bump my sh- them they know me
I grew up around some n- that's not my homies
Hundred G's I stash it (what), the M- I blast it (yeah)
D's come we dump the diesel in battery acid

This flow's been mastered, the ice I flash it
Jux me, I'll have your mama picking out your casket, bastard
I'm on the next level, Breitling baguette bezel
Benz pedal to the metal, hotter than a tea kettle, blood (what)

What up, cuz? (What?)
What up, blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?
What up, blood? (What?)
What up, cuz? (What?)
What up, blood? (What?)
What up, gangsta?

We don't play that
We don't play that
We don't play that (G-Unit)
Slide up off that
Slide up off that
Pop, pop
Pop, pop, pop



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Writer(s): Curtis Jackson, Robert Tewlow
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