G-U-N, we in it, we can get the drama poppin', we don't care, it's goin' down, cause I'm around, 56, you know how I get down, down What up, blood? What up, cunt? What up, blood? What up, gangsta? What up, blood? What up, cunt? What up, blood? What up, gangsta? They say I walk around like I got a S on my chest, now that's a semi-auto in the vest of my chest, I try not to say nothin' to D.A., might want to play in court, but I hunt a duck, nigga, down like it's a sport Front on me, I'll cut your gun, butt your butt, do you get money? I can't get nothin' with you, then fuck ya, I'm not the type to get knocked for DWI, I'm the type that can't connect when the coke price high, gangstas, they bought my shit, them they know me, I grew up around some niggas that's not my homies Honey G's, I stash it, the Mack, I blast it, D's come, we dump the diesel and battery acid, this flow's been mastered, the ice, I blast it, jooks me, I have your mama pickin' out your casket, bastard, I'm on the next level, white link, forget bezel, Benz, pedal to the metal, hotter than a Ticketto Blood, what up, blood, what up, blood, what up, gangsta Dwae's back, twist the best bud, burnin' wonder when gangstas bought my shit, can they hear my hunger, when the fifth kicked up quick, it sound like thunder, in December I make it block, feel like summer, the rap critics say I can rhyme, the fiends say my dope is the nine, A$HICK, I fuck what is a dime, I'm like Pratt and LaBelle, homie, I'm on my own, where I lay my hat is my home, I'm a rolling stone cross my path, I cross it, thinking I won't touch it, I had your ass using a wheelchair, can't eat no crutches, in the street hoes fuck us, in the hood they love us, stomp a bone out your ass with some brand new chuckles what up blood, what up blood, what up blood, what up gangsta we don't play that, we don't play that, we don't play that G-Unit, we don't play around G-Unit, we don't play around