Gunz 'N Onez Iz U Wit Me

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh..

Intro/Chorus: Rock

Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!

All my thugs and soldiers fuck it even players

Whether you hate us or you show us love

No matter what you do money stack your gunz 'n onez

Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air!

All my thugs and soldiers fuck it even players

Crooks willies pimps all my sons

No matter what you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez

Verse One: Method

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my brother

Respect mine like my baby mother

I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth

that's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron

And in the mist the slugs flyin, one burst

he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first

or badly hurt, it's all science, another nigga merked

Kid snatched his purse and his work, left nuttin

but the shells on the turf, the situation's worse

A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they skirts

cause it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal

Not everyone can shine and make a meal

So Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the head

for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said

Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace

But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth

Bitin DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed

I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this life

on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind

cuz-o, can you deal?

Chorus: Rock

Wu-Tang are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air!

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players

Heads on lockdown and those on the run

No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez

Verse Two: Ruck

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain splattera

In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your character

What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre

I'll be slappin y'all niggaz in the face with the calibre

You like the voice baby? Ruck is the choice lately

Slap a hoe and then grab a hoe just like ? ?

My boys pay me no mind, for the shit I say lately

Then deep down in they heart, they think that nigga Ruck is crazy

Maybe, y'all niggaz should just chill before I fuck you up

I can snuff a duck nigga in the face with the uppercut

What the fuck? Y'all niggaz do it the mic ruin

your life by screwin, your wife now cruisin

Affect with the motherfuckin grimy style

Meth-Tical, Heltah Skeltah for the Ninety-Now

Remind me how, the way it used to be, yo you used to be

better than you is on the mic, but now you losing me

Chorus: Rock

So iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players

Whether you rap for a living or sell drugs for funds

No matter what you do, stack your gunz 'n onez

Verse Three: Rock

Son I used to be a good boy, fat cheeks, little cute kid

Potentially rebellious yet a straight A student

I listened to my elders til I found out they was stupid

What they told me had me broke and bummy, time for some new shit

Now, I hold mo' concealed Heat than Acapulco

Ricans in Bushwick call me Rocko, el mano loco

Got a fo'-fo' to make thugs sing like K-Ci and JoJo

Packin ever since Mamma Rock said gunz was a no-no

We don't need those doe, street cats don't need gats

Six-five, from the NBA, many niggaz be that

So try me, like Mutumbo you can't get shit by me

Send you to E.R. son with broke ankles like Allen Ivey.. hehe

hold that thought for a minute

And watch your shorty before I run up in it I admit it

I'm like Sprite, image got you shaken, thinkin I'm Jamaican

But it's thirst that'll get your jewelry and dough taken

FUCK Batman and Robin, I'm robbin with a bat man

Chase niggaz like Chevy for makin wack jams

Hit hard as a dick after a lapdance, ask any Sean Price

in Alcatraz fan, they'll tell you watch the jabbin

Chorus: Rock

So iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players

Gods, Earths, and cons, Crips and Bloods

No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez

Iz u wit me? Well throw your hands in the air!

All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players

M.F.C., Killa Beez and my Outlaw thugs

Armaggedeon soon come, stack your gunz 'n onez

stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez

Heltah Skeltah come soon, be prepared motherfucker

stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez

Cause ain't nobody safe motherfucker

stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez

Marvelous, armaggedeon, Heltah Skeltah

stack your gunz 'n onez, stack your gunz 'n onez

Same shit