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