[Chorus-Young ran down, if you aint got a gun Then you dont want none that ass better run You can get hit in the of this shit Bullets dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas 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, thats all im
[Verse-Young Two Fo-Five's, tattood on my You'll die nigga, before i lose my I dont hide nigga, This a bulletproof ride I be out shit, before any nigga try Aint a vest that they that can take a chopper A unsolved mystery if its done Partna, what happened to Jimmy Hoffer They still found his ass so who shot 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 some Make a for me, homie get out the way Been outta control and i aint got no Like a G would, i just do it for the If i rob you, then my block could
Buck] 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 Bullets dont have no eyes when them come GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
Fame] Yo i been fuckin with Brownville niggas for a long long time We put it down for a long time Scufflin these streets for a long time, and aint too many fuckin with mine Now i been spittin at you for a long long time Gettin at you bitches for a long time Brownsville stat, head patrol, how i do it yall, thats how i duz it Dont give a fuck (blllllaaattt) if you or 'causein Keep ya ear tuned, nigga i be dancin with the grim Stuck in bitch gettin reefer So, gangsta with it the face the the boogy with the gangstas, gangsta boogy come on Every street aint a rapper And rapper 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 shit Bullets dont no eyes when them muthafuckas come GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the thing Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, thats all im
Danze] Dont out now nigga, you see comin with the magnum copper tops SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. faggot we at it again G-UNIT!! Look, up in ya truck and i'll pump sumthin thru it CASHVILLE, Buck said 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 what a true mean Brooklyn, to the black bags and the white sheets Its where we be position niggas of their Its in the street, FA' SHO! We learn to, kick off a 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 moral of the is We Get To It Where the G's roll, and dude i walk alone
[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 middle of this Bullets dont have no eyes when them 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