[50 Cent:]
Yeah! G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
(Yayo) Non-stop

I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That’s how I got your fucking’ bitch on my dick
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That’s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

[Tony Yayo:]
You can catch me run inside nigga, doing my thing
Cause what I write with my pen got me next to Don King
I’m blowing H-2-O, in a H2
With a project chick named Rachel
I got rocks on my neck, with a big-ass piece
And come through in a Lex with Claudette Ortiz
With no roof on the top, that’s my Sunday car
In the Hummer looking hot, that’s my Monday car
I got a stable of hoes, now I’m a P-I-M-P
And bring in bitches on a Amtrak with grams of D
We got beams on the gat, we detail our weapons
And the way that I rap, we e-mail-addressing
Niggas hear what I spent, and wonder how I write it
G-Unit gon’ win, we on automatic pilot

[50 Cent:]
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That’s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That’s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

[Tony Yayo:]
With menage-a-trois I got these dykes wet
Off of blue E pills with the knife checks
I’m still blowing green in the PJs
Laid out in the cut reading screenplays, nigga be easy
Don’t talk greasy, the rap game needs me
I spent 16, you getting charged by the freebie
Y’all niggas in court, spilling the beans
About the kid from New York that be killing the fiends
I’m a H-U-S-T-L-E-R hustler
I got 2 maids but fuck it I need a butler

[50 Cent:]
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That’s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick
I hustled then I got that ching ching ching
Then I bought my bling bling bling
That’s how I got your fucking bitch on my dick

Bitch!
(Can’t forget, rewind, DVD magazine)
“Can the drummer have some!”