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