Move on over, I told 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 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 enough death is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, they him in the head Randy ass was there, now he scared say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy If you ask me, I'll say I'm the hood made me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke Jay-Z Or put a hundred on e'ry nigga head that play me See, I'm cool with Hatian mob niggaz Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz
The be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that? See my flick, to bring Papi and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em the grammar I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' them hammers, (Aight)
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you down Throwin' your 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 get you shot down
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz 'bout, think you playin' wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol' (What?) Put the in the ring, watch '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 was slammin' (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all good my 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 once we got through the trials it's all '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, where you know my name (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I ran through your crew and only let off half, nigga
You don't live that, you shouldn't say what come out, your 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 get you shot down Here's a few clips you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down
Yeah, word, If your head 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 chip, nigga (A lot more that)
Yea, the fuck is the problem? The is red the buckets is Army 30 shot the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) Niggaz like me might rush your (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, 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 the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin' up You can the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell enough
I'm the one that flood the Better tap man and let him know P'll love to cut his And niggaz is gettin' down, two guns up Double R, S.P. holdin' D block
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot Throwin' your money around and we don't play 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 down Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down