We make radio hits out here man!
Put yo' motherfuckin' hands up for me one time, yo!
Yeah!

G-Unit in the motherfuckin' house! I said I do this shit, right?
And you gon' like this, right?
E'ybody hands up mothafucka!
Hands uuuuuuup!

G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
G-Unit in the house!
What? Wha', wha', what?
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
GGG-GGG- G-Unit!
50 Cent!
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
G-Unit in the house!
What? Wha', wha', what?
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
GGG-GGG- G-Unit!
Lloyd... Banks!

Put carpet burns on these rats for several days (for several days!)
'Til they need bandages on they knees like Pat Hueing's legs!
I'm always with the biscuit come on!
The only way I get blue balls is if a bitch had blue lipstick!
You broke rob more blocks come on!
'Cause you ain't got to know how to break dance – to wind up on a cardboard box!
I'm Guccied down to my socks! – groupies houndin' the spot!
We perform at whoooooooooooooo – keep groupies around for the cops! Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
She'll be down for my watch yeah! – I ain't generous or courteous yeah!
I'm runnin' from a (dirty bitch!) – nigga you thirty-six!
You don't want it with the kid at all aaaaaaaaaaaaaaall!
Same shit bigger bathroom my niggas (braaaaaaawl)! What?
When we come after you it ain't no gray shots c'mon!
The SIG will leave a hole in ya chest bigger than flavor flav's clock!
You pussy! Yeah! – You wouldn't even pop the smallest chip
'Cause on the inside (on the inside!) you softer than a mozzarella stick!

G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
G-Unit in the house!
What? Wha', wha', what?
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
GGG-GGG- G-Unit!
Come on!
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
G-Unit in the house!
What? Wha', wha', what?
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
Yeah! GGG-GGG- whooooooooo!

I'm the leader of the new school now – nigga whaaaaaaaaat?
I got a .44 Bulldog, I'll tear your bitch ass uuuuuup!
I pop off nigga front I'll put my knife in your gut!
Have you in ICU screamin': (Aaaaaaaaaahhh!) I'm cut! Non stop!
I go rawwwwwrrrr – like a dungeon dragon! Dragon!
But I keep my pistol on me so my pant's be saggin'!
Every time I'm in the house niggas – grill a nigga!
'Cause they feel a nigga! Whoooooooooooooo I'll kill a nigga kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid!
You speedin'! Shorty better stay in ya lane!
Before I send one of my soldiers (to blow out ya brains!)
I'm the general whaaaaat? – you salute me! Yeah!
You a dead man if you attempt to shoot me!
I done lost some of my brains watchin' military flicks!
Got the whole G-Unit on some military shit!
Private Banks requestin' permission to speak!
Speak nigga!
Man it's dangerous when there's discipline involved in street niggas!
Chorus: 50 Cent Banks, Buck, all
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
G-Unit in the house!
What? Wha', wha', what?
G-Unit in the house!
What, nigga what?
GGG-GGG- G-Unit!