Gunz For Sale (Non-LP Version)

Woo, woo Ha-ha G unit! We got those semi automatics And we got them revolvers We those niggaz that you should get at If you got a problem When those hollow tips hit 'em Man that should solve 'em We got the lugers with rugers and M-one's and they all for sale Got that nine mm got that ten mm Got that little duece-duece and they all for sale Got that old trey pound Got that new fore pound Nigga use once or twice and they all for sale What are, are they, what are, are they I'm the reason those things in my hood go bang I got that trey duece I call that, my nigga behave 16 gage in case these niggaz wanna get crazy When a sawed off Hit your body parts they fall off You get hit in the leg Man you can't even crawl off When that AK switch that automatic to spray Everybody out this bitch could get hit with a stray I got silences and scoops Military issue pistols holla at me Whatever you need homie I can get you Nickname rubber grips hollow tips extra clips You dont want your shit to jam Better buy a cleaning kit Teflon, kevlar, need to wrap it round your chest You pop off they pop back and you get left a bloody mess Mac 11 mac ten time for some action Dump a clip out this bitch and see how niggaz act then Got guns and ammo they all for sale Clips included you're responsible for your bail We got those semi automatics And we got those revolvers We that niggaz that you should get at If you got a problem When those hollow tips hit 'em Man that should solve 'em We got the lugers with rugers and M-one's and they all for sale Got that 9mm got that 10mm Got that little duece duece and they all for sale Got that old trey pound Got that new fore pound Nigga use once or twice and they all for sale "G" stand for gangstar "UNIT" stand for U Niggaz in trouble Better lock and load on the double G Unit!! Fresh out the box 40 cali glock, calico 20 shot Streetsweepers clear the block Im that nigga niggaz call when those shots pop Take 'em to my grandmama's basement Show 'em what I got, look I got three 380s a tech and two M-one's Ice came through on some shit and bought him one Them young boys from the projects crazy He was kissing on the toast and saying thats my baby Buck came through saying "50 show me some love" Sold him a dub-dub something he can sneak in the club Gave him some shells for that trey 8 snub He gave me some bud I gave him a pound, gave me a hug Love, its love I take it back to the NWA days Fuck Jay my CD's raise the crime rate in the Troy state Got some rugers, some sigs, some colts My nigga for real. Holla at the kid for real We got those semi automatics And we got those revolvers We that niggaz that you should get at If you got a problem When those hollow tips hit 'em Man that should solve 'em We got the lugers with rugers and M-one's and they all for sale Got that nine mm got that ten mm Got that little duece duece and they all for sale Got that old trey pound Got that new fore pound Nigga use once or twice and they all for sale Yeah men any of you niggas got any problem Y'all know where y'all can reach me at men 1-9-1-7-4-9-9-1-9-1-9 hommie You know what I mean holla at the crib You know what I mean So what you gon' buy these are still looking new Ha-ha