Move on over, I told ya, boy I'm a motherfuckin' soldier, boy And when you gon' get it in brain The wide open and the dog's off the chain
I be yung'n with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin' I be that on the run, after I pop some'n In the Bible I read, death is of the And if you talk about death enough is gon' come
Dave me how to flow, they shot him in the head Randy ass was there, now he scared say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy If you ask me, say I'm what the hood made me
Now, I can stunt 'til my ass dead like Jay-Z Or put a grand on e'ry nigga head that play me See, I'm cool with them mob niggaz Tu say say mavule, and rob niggaz
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 with the I enhanced in the after bangin' them hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what 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 know where you hang, we know you stay at That bullshit you on'll get you shot Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you down
Aiyyo, y'all niggaz talkin' '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, my dick
Ain't nuttin' but a handful of man standin' I remember 50 in a cypher when Onyx was (Aight) Now, we again, it's all good my nigga Back to the street again, it's all hood my
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 through the trials it's all 'Til a big type nigga all of a get wild
Now, why you gotsta go and take me back to where I from? I'ma make you remember, where you know my name (Yeah) Street, and blaow, blaow, ave I done ran through crew and only let off half, nigga
You live that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we play that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know you hang, we know where you stay at bullshit you on'll get you shot down Here's a few that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down
Yeah, word, If your head ain't offa your You ain't get shot, you got nicked (Just nicked) 'Cause if my chrome hit a piece of your It's gon' do more chip, nigga (A lot than that)
Yea, the fuck is the problem? The Porsche is red the is Army 30 shot handguns the gutter is (Yeah) Niggaz like me might your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, on the window I smell murder every that the wind blow Tie him to the chair and knock out his chin bone I don't want the throne or the crown, I ain't up You can have the 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' shot down, two up R, S.P. holdin' D block down
You don't that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, your mouth'll get you shot Throwin' your money and we don't play that Get in our get you shot down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we where you stay at That bullshit you get you shot down Here's a few that you shouldn't play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down