G Unot Celebrities (G Unit diss) lyrics

n*ggas supposed to be, "G Unit celebrities"
But riding around in 99 Buick Celebrities
U gone need to be fast & furious get ahead of me
You hiding in the house, I'm everywhere the cheddar be
Killed ya whole crew now u barely just a memory
How you a G wit no skilla? I got pies like Sara Lee
RIP, ya whole crew in the same bin as FUBU
If ya moms wasn't a dike, I would've rocked ya mom's too
50 you not hard, you just know who to try fool
You a b*tch, so this ain't even beef, it's dog food
I'm in Bolivia wit some milli's and a Glock dillinger
While you cuddling in the bed with Buck and Olivia (I seen you)
n*gga hating because I ain't wanna inherit his beef
n*gga singing with Robin Thicke, talking bout follow my lead
n*ggas rocking mullets, n*gga this the 10th bullet
And I wasn't gone pop, but Phat Rat said f*ck it
U wanna rap like 5-0, let's go
My flow so so, like a yo yo
Disco inferno, sh*t sound homo
Keep the fo fo, in a chokehold
I lied yo, I never roll dro
Now back to some real sh*t
One shot one kill sh*t
Banks whole networth on my necklace
Talk big, but ain't seeing no bread b*tch
Still pushing that wack 01 Tahoe
Talking bout u lowkey, no n*gga u flat broke
U pus*y, I'll fold u up like a taco
In the trunk, drop u off to my vatos
Black and white ice, my chain is mulatto
Banks is a b*tch, I'm rapping it live from Cabo
Your punchlines ain't hard, they gelato