[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 them come Letcha GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO BANG the trigger nigga, do the damn thing Letcha GO BANG, Letcha 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 they make that can take a chopper A unsolved if its done proper Partna, what happened to Jimmy Hoffer They still aint found his ass so who em i got em, i mean alot of em I got it lookin like Fort Knox in this A .40 Cal glock shoot 32 Cant tell me i aint to get in some shit Make a lane for me, get out the way Been outta control and i got no brakes Like a G would, i do it for the hood If i rob you, then my whole block
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 Bullets dont have no eyes when them muthafuckas Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO Squeeze the trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, Letcha GUNZ GO Anybody can get it, thats all im
Fame] Yo i been fuckin with these Brownville niggas for a long time 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 for a long long time Gettin at you bitches for a long time stat, head patrol, anti-actional Thats how i do it yall, how i duz it Dont a fuck (blllllaaattt) if you blood or 'causein ya ear tuned, nigga i be dancin with the grim reaper Stuck in bitch gettin reefer So, gangsta it with the face the Face the boogy with the gangstas, boogy come on Every street aint a rapper And every rapper aint a nigga, so holla at me
[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 of this shit 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, GUNZ GO BANG Anybody can get it, all im sayin
Danze] Dont bitch out now nigga, you see comin the magnum Heavy copper SPIT, clear out ya block QUICK M.O.P. faggot we at it with G-UNIT!! Look, roll up in ya truck and pump sumthin thru it CASHVILLE, Buck they love me 'cause im side and grippin my weapon when its ugly And yall cant touch me, how you rub me I'll you the meaning of what a true thug 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 moves, dont do it You'll get foul chopped in a bag and in a Buick The moral of the is We Get To It Where the G's roll, and dude i walk alone
[Chorus-Young ran down, if you aint 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 trigger nigga, do the damn Letcha GUNZ GO BANG, GUNZ GO BANG can get it, thats all im sayin