This is a song about "Couple g"

But make sure if they do see

We call each other homie g,

Produce me a couple fans

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Shady, fifty, d.r.e., d o double g,

But i think i like that, just maybe

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Go and diss me you're history missing g

G stands for g.a.y not genius

So let 'em chase love

But they can't do nothing to a g/

I delete they history

G-unit would make of it!

You don't mean that, you faggot

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

But apparently its talent g,