Move on over, I told ya, boy I'm a motherfuckin' soldier, boy And you gon' get it in your brain The gate's wide open and the off the chain
I be that with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop 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 death enough death is gon' come
Dave me how to flow, they 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 what the 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 sapa say mavule, and rob
The media be tryin' to make a nigga look bad, whassup with See my flick, to bring Papi and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em with the I enhanced in the slammer bangin' them hammers, whattup? (Aight)
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 line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you 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 down
Aiyyo, y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the ol' shit (What?) Put the faggots in the ring, watch 'em all All y'all niggaz is pussy, suck my
Ain't but a handful of man still standin' I remember 50 in a when Onyx was slammin' (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all good my Back to the street again, it's all my nigga
on wood 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 nigga all of a sudden get wild
Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to where I from? I'ma make you remember, you know my name from (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran through your crew and let off half, nigga
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your around and we don't play that Get in our line'll get you shot (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 shouldn't play G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down
Yeah, word, If your ain't offa your shoulders You get shot, you got nicked nigga (Just nicked) 'Cause if my chrome hit a of your bone It's gon' do more than chip, (A lot than that)
Yea, the fuck is the problem? The Porsche is red the buckets is 30 handguns the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) like me might rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up carpet, brain on the window I smell murder every time that the wind Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chin 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 that flood the Better tap your man and let him know P'll to cut his And niggaz is shot down, two guns up Double R, S.P. holdin' D down
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 line'll get you down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you at That bullshit you on'll get you down a few clips that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down