Move on over, I done ya, boy I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in your The gate's wide open and the dog's off the
I be that yung'n with that gun-ness, ya, stop frontin' I be that on the run, after I pop some'n In the I read, death is of the tongue And if you talk about death enough death is gon'
Dave taught me how to flow, shot 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 made me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass broke like Jay-Z Or put a hundred grand on e'ry head that play me See, I'm cool with them Hatian mob Tu say sapa say mavule, and rob
The media be tryin' to a nigga look bad, whassup with that? See my flick, next to Papi and Cat And Montana, I 'em with the grammar I enhanced in the slammer after them hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You don't live that, you say that 'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot Throwin' your around and we don't play that 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 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, watch 'em all All niggaz is pussy, suck my dick
Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man standin' I 50 in a cypher when Onyx was slammin' (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all good my to the street again, it's all hood my nigga
Knock on wood my nigga, we both 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 a big type nigga all of a sudden get wild
Now, why you go and take me back to where I came from? I'ma make you remember, you know my name from (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran through crew and only let off half, nigga
You don't that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, 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 you hang, we know where you stay at bullshit 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
Yeah, word, If head ain't offa your shoulders You ain't get shot, you got nigga (Just nicked) 'Cause if my hit a piece of your bone gon' do more than chip, nigga (A lot more that)
Yea, what the fuck is the The Porsche is red the is Army 30 handguns the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) Niggaz like me might rush your (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up carpet, brain on the window I smell murder every time the wind blow Tie him to the chair and then 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 ain't in hell
I'm the one flood the gutters Better tap your man and let him know P'll to cut his And niggaz is gettin' shot down, two 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 Throwin' your money around and we play that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we where you stay at That bullshit you on'll get you shot Here's a few clips that you shouldn't play G-Unit, Ruff get you shot down