Hit # 13 in (B's&D's) ( Summer 2006 )

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Ice Ice Baby meets B-United, 50 Cent & Other Hip Hop Legends

50 STOP! Collaborate, Listen
B-United, the newest invention
realilty to grab a hold of you tightly
I flow like a cartoon daily, nightly
Will I ever stop? YO! HELL NO!
delete myspace, faster I'll grow
To the extreme I gotcha branded like cattle
Light up ya name, make ya look like a chump, a vandal
don't chance, I got a message that moves
killing your fame like like the media on shrooms
Deadly when I parody a melody
even when I got caught I never paid felony
thuggers, haters, but you better make way
my darts hit chart bull's eyes, so come play
If ya gotta problem B-United can fix it
Check out your hook while I ("KICK IT")

Now that in your face I'm jumping
With your ass kicked in, my Vegas parties are popin'
Quick to the point and point never faking
Cooking G-Unit like crack they slangin'
somkin' um', I make thier A & R tremble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
with a 50 beat on a souped up stereo
when I'm on the partol I handle it solo
NEVER Snitchen, to 5.0
I got white head bald, so my black hair don't blow
Girlies' in the club hoping I'd say HI
Did you stop? NO! I just dove by
Kept on pursuin' the next thug
I bust a left dodgen' them slugs, glocks are dead
yo, so I go to Santa Cruz, Beach Street Avenue
Girls on beach cruzers in bikinis
B-United Soliders driving Lamborghinis
are ya jealous? cause I'm out getting mine?
then put away your gage, put away your nine
Ready if chumps wanna lyrically brawl
No thumps cuz we're for the B-United cause
UNITY rings out like a bell
B-United is what the crowd yell
calln' me back to my hood real fast
Jumpn' in my whip, slammn' on my gas
bumper to bumper Hwy 17 is packen'
so I take the alt-route into on-comming traffic
Police on the scene ("Yaddameean")
cause to G-Unit, I be just like the A-Team
if ya got an ass I might ("KICK IT")

Take heed B-United's a supa-poet
Bay Area on the scene just in case you didn't know it
Our town that created all the bass sound
the reason earthquakes kick holes in our ground
they say my style like a blood-bath spill
people, these rhymes ain't gonna get me killed
Conducted and formed this is a hell of a concept
I make hype! so you gotta with this
While DJ's play the fade, I slice like a ninja
or a samuari blade, so sharp, everyone say Damn
If G-Unit was a drug I'd wouldn't sell it by the gram
to help you find the truth, I gotta let it loose
magnetized by the mic, drinking rockstar juice
If ya gotta hook I could slaughter it