Move on over, I done ya, boy I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in your The wide 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, I pop some'n In the Bible I read, is of the tongue And if you about death enough death is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, shot him in the head 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 the hood made me
Now, I can 'til my ass dead broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry head that play me See, I'm with them Hatian mob niggaz Tu say sapa say mavule, and rob
The media be tryin' to make a look bad, whassup with that? 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 that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't that Get in our get you shot down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we where you stay at That bullshit you on'll get you down Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' Double R, G-UNIT, the ol' shit (What?) Put the in the ring, watch 'em all quit All y'all niggaz is pussy, my dick
Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man still I 50 in a cypher when Onyx was slammin' (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all good my Back to the again, it's all hood my nigga
Knock on wood my nigga, we both the dog We get to where we at by luck, shit was hard (Aight) But we got through the trials it's all smiles a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild
Now, why you gotsta go and take me to where I came from? I'ma you remember, where you know my name from (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 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 you stay at That bullshit you on'll get you shot Here's a few that 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 chrome hit a piece of bone It's gon' do more than chip, (A lot more that)
Yea, what the fuck is the The Porsche is red the buckets is 30 shot handguns the is starvin' (Yeah) like me might rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, on the window I smell every time that the wind blow 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 or the ground, you ain't in hell enough
I'm the one that flood the tap your man and let him know P'll love to cut his And niggaz is gettin' shot down, two 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 shot 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 bullshit you on'll get you shot down Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down