[Chorus-Young ran down, if you aint got a gun Then you dont want none that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of this dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
Buck] Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my You'll die nigga, before i lose my I dont hide nigga, This a bulletproof ride I be out shit, any nigga wanna try a vest that they make that can take a chopper A mystery if its done proper Partna, look what happened to Hoffer They aint found his ass so who shot em AK'z i got em, i alot of em I got it lookin like Knox in this bitch A .40 Cal glock shoot 32 tell me i aint ready to get in some shit Make a for me, homie get out the way Been outta control and i got no brakes a G would, i just do it for the hood If i rob you, then my whole could
[Chorus-Young Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you want none then that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of shit dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG can get it, thats all im sayin
[Verse-Lil' Yo i been fuckin with Brownville niggas for a long long time We put it down for a long long Scufflin these streets for a long time, and aint too many fuckin with mine Now i spittin at you bitches for a long long time Gettin at you bitches for a long time Brownsville stat, head patrol, Thats how i do it yall, how i duz it Dont give a (blllllaaattt) if you blood or 'causein Keep ya ear tuned, nigga i be with the grim reaper Stuck in this gettin reefer So, gangsta it with the face the Face the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy on Every street nigga aint a And every aint a street nigga, so holla at me
Buck] Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you dont want none that ass better run You can get hit in the of this shit Bullets dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the thing Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, thats all im
[Verse-Billy Dont bitch out now nigga, you see with the magnum Heavy copper SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. faggot we at it again G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and i'll sumthin thru it CASHVILLE, Buck said love me 'cause im side steppin and my weapon when its ugly And yall cant me, easy how you rub me I'll show you the meaning of what a thug mean Brooklyn, home to the bags and the white sheets Its where we be position of their feet Its in the street, FA' SHO! We learn to, kick off a clip and open ya shit at the No moves, dont do it get foul chopped in a bag and stuffed in a Buick The moral of the is We Get To It Where the G's roll, and dude i never alone
[Chorus-Young Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you dont want then that ass better run You can get hit in the of this shit Bullets have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin