Move on over, I done ya, boy I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy And when you get it in your brain The wide open and the dog's off the chain
I be that yung'n that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin' I be yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n In the Bible I read, death is of the And if you talk about death enough death is come
Dave taught me how to flow, they him in the head Randy ass was there, now he 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 'til my ass dead broke like Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga that play me See, I'm cool with them Hatian mob Tu say sapa say mavule, and rob
The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup that? See my flick, next to bring and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em the grammar I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' them hammers, (Aight)
You don't live that, you shouldn't say '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 down (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 play G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' 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 but a handful of man still standin' I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all my nigga Back to the street again, it's all my nigga
Knock on wood my nigga, we walk the dog We ain't get to we at by luck, shit was hard (Aight) But we got through the trials it's all smiles 'Til a big type nigga all of a get wild
Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came I'ma make you remember, you know my name from (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran your crew and only let off half, nigga
You live that, you shouldn't say that what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we play that Get in our line'll get you down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know you stay at That bullshit you on'll get you shot Here's a few clips you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff get you shot down
Yeah, word, If your ain't offa your shoulders You ain't get shot, you got nicked (Just nicked) 'Cause if my hit a piece of your bone It's gon' do than chip, nigga (A lot than that)
Yea, what the fuck is the The Porsche is red the buckets is 30 shot the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) Niggaz like me might rush your (Word)
Bloodstains'll up your carpet, brain on the window I smell murder every time that the wind Tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't 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 know P'll to cut his And is gettin' shot down, two guns up R, S.P. holdin' D block down
You don't live that, you shouldn't say 'Cause what out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money and we don't play that 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