Move on over, I done ya, boy I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy And when you get it in your 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, death is of the And if you talk about death enough death is come
Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the Randy ass was there, now he runnin' say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say I'm what the made me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry nigga head that me See, I'm cool them Hatian mob niggaz Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz
The media be 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 in the slammer after bangin' them hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You don't live that, you say that 'Cause what come out, mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we play that Get in our get you shot down (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 shouldn't with G-Unit, Ruff 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 is pussy, suck my dick
Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man standin' I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was (Aight) Now, we again, it's all good my nigga Back to the again, it's all hood my nigga
on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, shit was (Aight) But once we got 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 make you remember, where you my name from (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran through your and only let off half, nigga
You don't live that, you shouldn't say 'Cause come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' money around 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 get you shot down a few clips that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff get you shot down
Yeah, word, If your head ain't offa your You get shot, you got nicked nigga (Just nicked) 'Cause if my hit a piece of your bone It's gon' do more chip, nigga (A lot than that)
Yea, the fuck is the problem? The is red the buckets is Army 30 shot the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) like me might rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll up your carpet, brain 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 sellin' up You can the jail 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 is gettin' shot down, two guns up R, S.P. holdin' D block down
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 play Get in our line'll get you down (Nigga)
We where you hang, we know where you stay 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