[Chorus-Young 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 have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, thats all im
[Verse-Young Two Fo-Five's, on my side die nigga, before i lose my pride I dont hide nigga, This aint a bulletproof I be out shit, before any nigga try Aint a that they make that can take a chopper A unsolved if its done proper Partna, look what happened to Jimmy They still aint found his ass so who em i got em, i mean alot 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 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
Buck] 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 have no eyes when them muthafuckas come GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG can get it, thats all im sayin
[Verse-Lil' Yo i been fuckin with these Brownville niggas for a long long We put it for a long long time Scufflin these for a long long time, and aint too many fuckin with mine Now i spittin at you bitches for a long long time at you bitches for a long long time Brownsville stat, head patrol, how i do it yall, thats how i duz it Dont a fuck (blllllaaattt) if you blood or 'causein Keep ya ear tuned, nigga i be with the grim reaper Stuck in this bitch reefer So, gangsta with it the face the the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy come on Every street aint a rapper And every rapper aint a street nigga, so at me
Buck] 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 shit Bullets have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GO BANG Squeeze the nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO can get it, thats all im sayin
[Verse-Billy Dont bitch out now nigga, you see comin the magnum copper tops SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. we at it again with G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and pump sumthin thru it CASHVILLE, Buck said they me 'cause im side steppin and my weapon when its ugly And cant touch me, easy how you rub me I'll show you the meaning of what a 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 sudden moves, do it You'll get foul 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 walk alone
Buck] 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 dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas come Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO Anybody can get it, thats all im