Move on over, I told ya, boy I'm a G-Unit soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in your The gate's wide 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, after I pop In the I read, death is of the tongue And if you talk about death enough death is come
taught me how to flow, they 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 nigga head play me See, I'm cool them Hatian mob niggaz Tu say sapa say mavule, and rob
The media be to make a nigga look bad, whassup with that? See my flick, next to Papi and Cat And Montana, I kill 'em the grammar I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You don't that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' money around and we don't play that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We where you hang, we know where you stay at That you on'll get you shot down Here's a few clips you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down
Aiyyo, fuck niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' wit? R, G-UNIT, the same ol' shit (What?) Put the in the ring, watch 'em all quit All y'all niggaz is pussy, my dick
Ain't nuttin' but a of man still standin' I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all good my Back to the street again, it's all hood my
Knock on wood my nigga, we both the dog We ain't get to where we at by luck, was hard (Aight) But once we got through the 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, where you know my name (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran your 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 where 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 your head offa your shoulders You ain't get shot, you got nicked (Just nicked) 'Cause if my hit a piece of your bone It's gon' do than chip, nigga (A lot than that)
Yea, the fuck is the problem? The is red the buckets is Army 30 shot handguns the is starvin' (Yeah) like me might rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up carpet, brain on the window I smell every time that the wind blow Tie him to the chair and then 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 in hell enough
I'm the one flood the gutters tap your 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 down
You don't live that, you say that 'Cause what out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we don't 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 that you play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down