[Intro: 50 Cent]
Over and over I done told ya, boy
I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier, boy
And when you gon' get it in your brain?
The gate's wide open and the dogs off the chain
[Verse 1: 50 Cent & DMX]
I be that youngin' with that gun that’s tellin' you stop frontin'
I be that yougin' on the run, after I pop somethin' (Yea!)
In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue (Uh huh)
And if you talk about death enough death is gon' come (Aight) (Wooo!)
Jay taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he runnin' scared (Uh huh)
Some say I'm gangsta, some say I'm crazy
If you ask me I say I'm what the hood made me
Now I can stunt 'till my ass dead broke like JD
Or put a hundred grand on 'ey nigga head that played me
See I'm cool with them Haitian mob niggas that say ''Sak pase Nap boule'' and rob niggas
The media be tryna make a nigga look bad, what's up with that?
See my flick, next to Preme, Papi and Cat
And Montana, I kill 'em with the grammar I enhanced in the slammer (Uh) after bangin' (Uh) them hammers (Uh)
X, what up? (Aight!)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
You don't live that, you shouldn't say that
Cause what come out your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we don't play that
Getting in our line'll get you shot down
We know where you hang, we know where you stay at
That bullshit you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few cliques that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot down
Over and over I done told ya, boy
I'm a G-Unit motherfucking soldier, boy
And when you gon' get it in your brain?
The gate's wide open and the dogs off the chain
[Verse 1: 50 Cent & DMX]
I be that youngin' with that gun that’s tellin' you stop frontin'
I be that yougin' on the run, after I pop somethin' (Yea!)
In the Bible I read, death is of the tongue (Uh huh)
And if you talk about death enough death is gon' come (Aight) (Wooo!)
Jay taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head
Randy ass was there, now he runnin' scared (Uh huh)
Some say I'm gangsta, some say I'm crazy
If you ask me I say I'm what the hood made me
Now I can stunt 'till my ass dead broke like JD
Or put a hundred grand on 'ey nigga head that played me
See I'm cool with them Haitian mob niggas that say ''Sak pase Nap boule'' and rob niggas
The media be tryna make a nigga look bad, what's up with that?
See my flick, next to Preme, Papi and Cat
And Montana, I kill 'em with the grammar I enhanced in the slammer (Uh) after bangin' (Uh) them hammers (Uh)
X, what up? (Aight!)
[Hook: 50 Cent]
You don't live that, you shouldn't say that
Cause what come out your mouth'll get you shot down
Throwin' your money around and we don't play that
Getting in our line'll get you shot down
We know where you hang, we know where you stay at
That bullshit you on'll get you shot down
Here's a few cliques that you shouldn't play with
G-Unit, Ruff Ryders'll get you shot down
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