This is a song about "Unit"

And now you in the hospital, the doctors got a breathing unit,

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

That's when you know you doing shit

G-unit would make of it!

Our unit storms in, we split the ghetto in sectors

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

Now my homie's in the hospital with a breathing unit,

My moschino that fire, bet you never seen that

See youse a nasty girl, wit yo fine ass

I don't think you'll get your unit tests to pass

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Terror can be locked up in a phyciatric unit for being a member

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for