Real Quick lyrics - G-Unit

[Intro:]

Valuable lesson, man I had to grow up

That's why I never ask for help

I'll do it for you niggaz and do it for myself

[Chorus:]

I go 0 to 100 nigga, real quick

Real quick, whole squad on that real shit

0 to 100 nigga, real quick

Real quick, real fuckin quick nigga

0 to 100 nigga, real quick

Real quick, whole squad on that real shit

0 to 100 nigga, real quick

Real quick, real fuckin quick nigga!

[50 Cent:]

I'll run my blade 'cross a nigga ass {"real quick"}

I'm so for real I'm on some real real nigga shit

You playin boy I'll get you hit {"real quick"}

You better hope the parademics come {"real quick"}

Got me fucked up you think it's different now a nigga rich

Before I get to cuttin know you niggaz better cut the shit

Boy, you gon' have ya head popped, pull a trigger for me

And my lil' niggaz trigger op' like it's legal homie

No game when I bang, boy I empty the clip

You run like a bitch, you ain't 'bout that shit

Hey hey hey hey, I'll catch you another day day day day

It's the Unit back to the bullshit

[Tony Yayo:]

Yeah! Nothin in life is out of bounds

AK hold about a hundred rounds

60 shots like K.D. at the Rucker's

Okay! When I see you on respirators

Southside nigga 'til the day I'm gone

Indulge in the violence when the drama on

Yeah, these rap niggaz lukewarm

I'm two sleeves of dope, when the mic on

[Chorus]

[Kidd Kidd:]

Real quick, Rida Gang fuck nigga, huh!

Don't Tweet me, see me when you see me

Down to make the news just to say that I'm on TV (Kidd Kidd)

This clip rated R, niggaz PG

Them shells burn like a bootleg CD (huh?)

Fuck love, I want the money

When you get too much of it they gon' say you actin funny

"Kidd, how you feel now that the Unit's back?"

Like a million bucks, muh'fucker do the math!

[Young Buck:]

Cold-blooded, boy my heart don't feel shit

Get with me, ask 50, I'll take the hit {"real quick"}

Balenciagas, you can still get ya ass kicked

Take a rapper nigga bitch and make a real flick

I know I'm different from what you usually be dealin with

Don't need a mic, give me some white to make a million with

Single borough, six shots on the Brooklyn Bridge

I'll let the nigga Drake tell you what I just did (yeah)

[Chorus]

[Lloyd Banks:]

Nigga gettin money new to you (uh)

I give a fuck if shit get ugly, there'll be a beautiful funeral

You fit the script I'm gon' assume it's true

Can't manuever through the street without a strategy, ain't nobody to tutor you

And man was lucky Unit's through, you know why he flows

15 years, switchin dealers like casinos

And my goon'll clip you on the arm (uhh)

I'm out the country every week and dumpin ash out on the Autobahn

Auto-pilot's always on

Rather better livin, I've been [?] green bills callin me all day long

This is homicide, more tears in your mama eyes

More reason to wake up, real niggaz arrive

[Chorus]