[Chorus-Young Shots ran down, if you got a gun you dont 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 GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG the trigger nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
[Verse-Young Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my You'll die nigga, before i my pride I dont hide nigga, This aint a bulletproof I be out shit, before any nigga try Aint a vest that they make that can a chopper A unsolved mystery if its proper Partna, what happened to Jimmy Hoffer still aint found his ass so who shot em AK'z i got em, i mean of em I got it like Fort Knox in this bitch A .40 Cal glock 32 shots Cant tell me i aint to get in some shit a lane for me, homie get out the way Been outta control and i aint got no Like a G would, i 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 dont want none that ass better run You can get hit in the middle of this Bullets dont have no when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG the trigger nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
[Verse-Lil' Yo i been fuckin 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 many fuckin mine Now i been spittin at you bitches for a long time Gettin at you bitches for a long time Brownsville stat, patrol, anti-actional Thats how i do it yall, how i duz it Dont give a fuck (blllllaaattt) if you blood or ya ear tuned, nigga i be dancin with the grim reaper Stuck in bitch gettin reefer So, gangsta with it with the the the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy come on Every street nigga a rapper And every rapper a street nigga, so holla at me
[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 middle of this Bullets dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO Anybody can get it, thats all im
[Verse-Billy Dont out now nigga, you see comin with the magnum Heavy copper SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. we at it again with G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and i'll pump thru it CASHVILLE, Buck said they me 'cause im side steppin and grippin my weapon its ugly And yall touch me, easy how you rub me I'll show you the of what a true thug mean Brooklyn, to the black bags and the white sheets Its where we be position of their feet Its in the street, FA' SHO! We to, kick off a clip and open ya shit at the door No moves, dont do it You'll get foul in a bag and stuffed in a Buick The of the story is We Get To It Where the G's roll, and dude i never walk
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 have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Anybody can get it, thats all im