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 wide open and the dog's off the
I be that yung'n with gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin' I be yung'n on the run, after I pop some'n In the Bible I read, is of the tongue And if you talk about death death is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the Randy ass was there, now he runnin' Some say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm If you ask me, say I'm what the hood made me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead broke like Or put a grand on e'ry nigga head that play me See, I'm cool 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 Papi and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em with the I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' them hammers, (Aight)
You don't that, you shouldn't say that what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' money around and we don't play that 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 shot a few clips that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot
Aiyyo, fuck y'all niggaz talkin' 'bout, you playin' wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the same ol' (What?) Put the in the ring, watch 'em all quit All y'all is pussy, suck my dick
Ain't but a handful of man still standin' I remember 50 in a when Onyx was slammin' (Aight) Now, we again, it's all good my nigga Back to the street again, all hood my nigga
Knock on wood my nigga, we 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 back to I came from? make 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 don't live that, you say that 'Cause what come out, your get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you at bullshit you on'll get you shot down Here's a few clips you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff get you shot down
Yeah, word, If your head ain't offa shoulders You ain't get shot, you got nigga (Just nicked) 'Cause if my hit a piece of your bone It's gon' do more chip, nigga (A lot more that)
Yea, what the is the problem? The Porsche is red the is Army 30 shot handguns the is starvin' (Yeah) like me might rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, brain on the I murder every time that the wind blow 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 have the jail or the ground, you ain't in hell
I'm the one that the gutters 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 block
You don't live that, you shouldn't say what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money and we don't play that Get in our get you shot down (Nigga)
We where you hang, we know where you stay at That bullshit you get you shot down Here's a few that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot