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 yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop 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 death enough is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the Randy ass was there, now he scared Some say I'm gangsta, say, I'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say I'm what the hood me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head play me See, I'm cool with them mob niggaz Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz
The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup with See my flick, next to bring and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em with the I in the slammer after bangin' them hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You don't live that, you shouldn't say 'Cause what come out, mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' money around and we don't play that Get in our line'll get you down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know you stay at That you on'll get you shot down Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, you playin' wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the ol' shit (What?) Put the faggots in the ring, 'em all quit All y'all niggaz is pussy, suck my
Ain't but a handful of man still standin' I remember 50 in a when Onyx was slammin' (Aight) Now, we again, it's all good my nigga Back to the again, it's all hood my nigga
Knock on my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, was hard (Aight) But we got through the trials it's all smiles 'Til a big type nigga all of a sudden get
Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to I came from? I'ma make you remember, 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 live that, you say that 'Cause what come out, your get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't play 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 that you 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 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 is the problem? The Porsche is red the is Army 30 shot handguns the gutter is (Yeah) Niggaz like me rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll up your carpet, brain on the window I murder every time that the wind blow Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chin I want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin' up You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in enough
I'm the one that flood the Better tap your man and let him know love to cut his And niggaz is gettin' shot down, two up R, S.P. holdin' D block down
You don't live that, you shouldn't say 'Cause come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't play Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you at That bullshit you get you shot down Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down