G-unit - Gunz for Sale lyrics

Woo wooo Haha G unit! [Hook: 50 Cent] We got those semi automatics And we got them revolvers We those n***as 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 m1s 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 four pound They've been used once or twice and they're all for sale [Verse 1] I'm the reason those things in my hood go BANG I got that trey duece I call that, my n***a behave 16 gage in case these n***as 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 b**h 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 sh** 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 10 time for some action Dump a clip out this b**h and see how n***as act then Got guns and ammo they all for sale Clips included you're responsible for your bail [Hook] [Verse 2] G stand for GANGSTER UNIT stand for U n***as 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 n***a n***as call when those shots pop Take 'em to my grandmoms basement Show 'em what I got, look I got three 380s a tech and two m1's Ice came through on some sh** 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 f** Jake my CD's raise the crime rate in the tri-state Got some rugers, some sigs, some colts My n***a for real. Holla at the kid for real [Hook]