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