walk before we run (walk before we run) Takin' it slow is half the fun (take it slow) Because this feeling's just begun (ohh) Baby let's walk before we
See, pop, pop let 'em drop Mo' Thug, them niggas is nothing but killas We creeping, we needing mo' money We sick and we cold and we hungry (Huh) I'm
if I don't I'ma knock on the glass of your 600 None of y'all want it and I don't mean track and field When I ask you to run it, I'm nice as fuck I love
blind blindfolded without walkin' with sticks As dark as it gets, you slept in the Bricks Now you lose like every year, you betin' the Knicks We walk
D Can't be done like tryin' to find a penny in the sea Nigga, run for cover son, go and get them guns Y'all ain't from here, don't try to come around
we ain't even got to fuck Hell, we can even dap when we park Whatever helps you keep focus, safeguard your heart Icky messy mayne, we wrecklessly aim
forever We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part, amazingly smart Remember Pun? That's the ghetto God We brave in the heart, p-p-p-playin' a part,
really irks me You ain't worthy to speak thoughts of cheap talk Be smart and stop tryin' to walk how G's walk before we spark Hug the floor while we
explode as soon as you go to step in 'em (BROOM) you know how we do it when we do how we do it when we come through G-Unit, D-1-2 and Obie we all move
you how to have models screaming get behind me E pills and Maybach's ain't gon' matter if your T.I.P. is Tiny Nevermind me, we could get knee deep in
Off brand niggaz, we ain't fuckin' with y'all Catch up with ya kind 'cuz you ain't touchin' a dog Imitation fake like Gucci suits that niggaz be wearin
t let these streets fuckin' fail ya The way niggaz be gettin' clapped, shit'll fuckin' scare ya But in the dark, we ran wild, so we killin' em Niggaz scared, can't
Obie, D-Twizzy, G-Unit, 50, Shady Records We the label fo' sho' We the realest label Don't try to act like you don't feel our label 'Cuz we gon' fuck
On a dirty south track from the N.Y. though I be on it, I be on it, y'all cats don't really want it Y'all don't want it, y'all just fronting, homeboy
? Don?t talk it, walk it My niggas outside on them walkie talkies Pop that trunk, pass that dutch Let?s get crunk, baby, don?t play dumb Baby, don?t
my dogg they'll pull your car Runnig from the cops.. we don't do it.. we dissappear Is tha bad? We second line yo ass up in my city I'm from the N-
gas, with the smash Whatever we make, P, we goin in half A nigga sex money and greed, costs of livin lavish Hey I'ma get ya for what you got If you ain't
