Move on over, I told ya, boy I'm a motherfuckin' soldier, boy And when you get it in your brain The gate's open and the dog's off the chain
I be that with that gun-ness, tellin' ya, stop frontin' I be that yung'n on the run, I pop some'n In the Bible I read, death is of the And if you talk death enough death is gon' come
Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the ass was there, now he runnin' 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 grand on e'ry nigga that play me See, I'm cool with 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 'em with the grammar I enhanced in the slammer after bangin' hammers, whattup? (Aight)
You don't live that, you say that what come out, your mouth'll get you shot down Throwin' your around and we don't play that Get in our get you shot down (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you 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
Aiyyo, fuck niggaz talkin' 'bout, think you playin' wit? Double R, G-UNIT, the ol' shit (What?) Put the faggots in the ring, 'em all quit All niggaz is pussy, suck my dick
Ain't nuttin' but a of man still standin' I remember 50 in a cypher when was slammin' (Aight) Now, we meet again, it's all my nigga Back to the street again, it's all hood my
on wood my nigga, we both walk the dog We ain't get to we at by luck, shit was hard (Aight) But once we got through the it's all smiles 'Til a big type nigga all of a get wild
Now, why you gotsta go and me back to where I came from? I'ma 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 that, you shouldn't say that 'Cause what come out, your get you shot down Throwin' your money and we don't play that Get in our get you shot down (Nigga)
We know you hang, we know where you stay at That bullshit you get you shot down Here's a few clips that you play with G-Unit, Ryders'll get you shot down
Yeah, word, If your head offa your shoulders You get shot, you got nicked nigga (Just nicked) if my chrome hit a piece of your bone It's gon' do more chip, nigga (A lot than that)
Yea, the fuck is the problem? The Porsche is red the buckets is 30 handguns the gutter is starvin' (Yeah) Niggaz like me rush your apartment (Word)
Bloodstains'll fuck up your carpet, on the window I murder every time that the wind blow Tie him to the chair and then knock out his chin I want the throne or the crown, I ain't sellin' up You can have the jail or the ground, you ain't in enough
I'm the one that the gutters Better tap your man and let him know P'll to cut his And niggaz is gettin' down, two guns up R, S.P. holdin' D block down
You don't live that, you say that 'Cause what come out, your get you shot down Throwin' your money around and we play that Get in our line'll get you shot (Nigga)
We know where you hang, we know where you 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 shot