Gun Jam InterludeDJ Whoo Kid

[Intro: 50 Cent]
C'mon (Whoo Kid)
Yeah
This is just my intro
It's serious, man
This is serious radio right here (Shade 45, uh)
G-G-G-G-G, G-Unit Radio (Shit)
Hah, hah
[?] you know, just a little somethin', somethin' (Eminem)

[Verse: 50 Cent]
You screaming your gun jam
Nigga, your gun ain't jam, nigga
[?] your bitch ass ran
You screaming your gun jam
I know your type, fam
You pussy, I understand
You screaming your gun jam
You run when it's shots fired
Scared to fuckin' death of that hollow tip diet
[?] Unit after niggas get sprayed up
To make a [?] in the third floor when you laid up
[?] make sure your bills get paid up
So it's 9-1-1 when you see my gun
[?], nigga, the police know me
It's 'cause of this rap shit I'm rich now, homie
Man, when you're not around, I got your bitch all on me
She wanna be my wife now, she like my lifestyle
[?] it's the sweetest taboo
I play something smooth when I stunt in my coupe, ooh
You know these niggas ain't like me
Everything I say I got in these raps, I got me
Cars, the cribs, the jewels, the tools
The 9's, the TECs, the Mac's, ooh
The burners, the gats, man, if you confuse
I send a nigga from my hood to put a hole in you
I rock G-Unit hats, hoodies and shoes
Got G-Unit tatted on my bitch too
I drink G-Unit water, watching G-Unit porn
This is Shade 45, nigga, G-Unit on

[Outro]
What?
Fuck the CEOs
Fuck all of 'em making money off of niggas
They just mad, yeah, yo, 'cause they can't make no money off of you
They was makin' up a percentage off of your head every day in there
Now you're making off for them
Fuck 'em, yeah, yo