Move on over, I told ya, boy I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in brain The gate's wide and the dog's off the chain
I be that yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, frontin' I be that yung'n on the run, I pop some'n In the Bible I read, is of the tongue And if you talk about enough death is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, they him in the head Randy ass was there, now he runnin' Some say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm If you ask me, say I'm what the hood made me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head play me See, I'm cool with Hatian mob niggaz Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz
The be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that? See my flick, to bring Papi and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em with the I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't play Get in our get you shot down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you at That bullshit you on'll get you down Here's a few clips that you shouldn't with G-Unit, Ruff get you shot down
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, you playin' wit? R, G-UNIT, the same ol' shit (What?) Put the faggots in the ring, 'em all quit All y'all niggaz is pussy, suck my
Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man still I remember 50 in a cypher when was slammin' (Aight) Now, we again, it's all good my nigga Back to the again, it's all hood my nigga
Knock on wood my nigga, we walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was (Aight) But once we got through the trials it's all 'Til a big type nigga all of a get wild
Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to I came from? I'ma make you remember, where you know my name (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran through crew and only let off half, nigga
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you at bullshit you on'll get you shot down Here's a few that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot
Yeah, word, If head ain't offa your shoulders You ain't get shot, you got nigga (Just nicked) 'Cause if my chrome hit a piece of your It's do more than chip, nigga (A lot more that)
Yea, what the fuck is the The Porsche is red the buckets is 30 handguns the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) like me might rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, brain on the I smell every time that the wind blow Tie him to the and then knock out his chin bone I want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin' up You can the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell enough
I'm the one flood the gutters tap your man and let him know P'll love to cut his And niggaz is gettin' down, two guns up Double R, S.P. holdin' D down
You don't live that, you shouldn't say 'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you down Throwin' your money around and we don't that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We where you hang, we know where you stay at bullshit you on'll get you shot down Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play G-Unit, Ruff get you shot down