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