Vārdi:
Shook Ones So Grown Up

'm fed up it's time to go head hunting Dead up too many crews be fronting I'm fed up it's time to go head hunting Get up I'll break ya down a little something

Well, what up for yah? It's your boy breeze again Breezin' in with one of y'all breeze again And I know Jesus seein' me sin so Why not blow dro, why

that's her" She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up

had laced in And I was taught to wait patient, Why? Only faggots make shit up just to get famous So when I finally blew up I remained sick Earning respect

all of the ones that's walkin' around here Out in the streets blindfolded Not knowin' what's really goin' on Nawimsayin? These streets is a habitat baby Word up

distance can't tell who is who So stop with that childish shit, nigga I'm grown Please leave it alone - don't throw rocks at the throne Do not bark up

up shook ones You shook there ain't no things as half way crooks ( you ani't a crook son) You sarced to death you scared to look you shook (you just

make time even when there ain't no time And we'll make love in the middle of the night... I hope we're older someday And we've grown so much I hope that

She roll with them G Unit niggas, that's what's up Disrespect me, I'll have niggas blast ya up Take my advice, don't let ya peoples grass ya up I got