Yeah, it's the Unit   Yeah, showtime Swizz   Oh, M C, woo      I run the show, no ifs, ands or buts about it   Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it      Me? I gets down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down      I spit it how I live it, man, they love it when I talk shit   Not three, not two, I'm number one on the chart bitch, yeah   Drama get to poppin? even when I don't start shit   I turn around, there's only two shells left in the cartridge, damn      My homies dumb out, my homies dumb out   Find out what they 'bout, when the guns come out   I got a shitty attitude ?cause I come from the bullshit   Got the ammo on me now, nigga front, I'ma pull this      In the hood, you rat, you die   In the hood if you rap you die   I'm out the hood getting? fat and high, private jet, it's time to fly   Got the Roley with the bezzy getting? head in Dubai      And my wolves come out when the moon comes up   Before we take a hit, we roll that buddah   Hydro and hash take me to the moon Alice   I got bad aim but the fiends on the rats, yeah      I run the show, no ifs, ands or buts about it   Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it      Me? I gets down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down      Baby, we'll get lotto from Murciélago   I race in my driveway, motherfuck the highway   Niggaz talk money just not around me   I get the cheddar, ask Swizz, I blow the parmesan cheese      Like it really means nothin? ?cause it really means nothin?   I'm not what you used to, I'm really not frontin?   Tell the shorties I ain't got time to talk, I'm trickin?   I want what I want and what I want I'm getting?      Uh, forty thou' earlobe, 40-cal gripper   That'll make a girl out the Green Mile nigga   In the street rapper, industry bully   It's cold, tees turn to rest-in-peace hoodies, uh      I gets 'em out, my tricks playin? spades   I swim in dime pussy, piss Rosé   Unit rider, my clique don't play   I got a pocket full of green an? my wrists all gleam      I run the show, no ifs, ands or buts about it   Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it      Me? I gets down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down      You know if God bless the child with so much swag   Now, what am I supposed to do with all this cash?   Seats less pussy, got all that ass   So, shake it and wiggle, turn a skinny bitch mad      Ah, these niggaz ain't hot like we   They don't know how to rock the spot like me   Smell like I just got out a brand new V   My black ass fresh up out of Bentley C's      Work with me lil' mama, let's get it   Wan' take you down to the flo', shorty I'm wit it   I'm on that shit, we on that shit   I ain't on that rubber grip, nah nigga don't trip      I run the show, no ifs, ands or buts about it   Me fall off? Listen homeboy, I doubt it      Me? I gets down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down   I get down, I get down, down, down      Wind it up, woo   Wind it up, woo   Wind it up, woo   Hit the flo', flo', woo   That flo', flo', woo