[Chorus-Young ran down, if you aint got a gun Then you dont none then that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of shit Bullets dont no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
[Verse-Young Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my die nigga, before i lose my pride I hide nigga, This aint a bulletproof ride I be out shit, any nigga wanna try a vest that they make that can take a chopper A unsolved mystery if its done Partna, look what happened to Hoffer They still found his ass so who shot em i got em, i mean alot of em I got it lookin like Fort Knox in this A .40 Cal shoot 32 shots Cant tell me i aint ready to get in some a lane for me, homie get out the way Been outta control and i got no brakes Like a G would, i just do it for the If i rob you, then my whole could
Buck] Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you dont want none that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of this Bullets dont have no eyes when them come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Squeeze the nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, thats all im
Fame] Yo i been fuckin with these Brownville niggas for a 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 ya ear tuned, nigga i be dancin with the grim reaper Stuck in this gettin reefer So, gangsta with it with the the the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy come 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 you dont want none then that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of shit Bullets dont have no eyes them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG can get it, thats all im sayin
[Verse-Billy Dont out now nigga, you see comin with the magnum Heavy copper tops SPIT, out ya block QUICK M.O.P. faggot we at it again G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and i'll pump sumthin it CASHVILLE, Buck said they me im side steppin and grippin my weapon when its ugly And yall touch me, easy how you rub me I'll show you the meaning of what a true thug Brooklyn, to the black 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 at the door No sudden moves, 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 i never walk alone
Buck] Shots ran down, if you got a gun Then you dont want none then ass better run You can get hit in the of this shit Bullets dont have no when them 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