Lex Luger - Met the Wrong Gun lyrics

[Juicy J] [Intro] See I ain't worried about nobody out here mane You know what I'm sayin Send my young n***as to get you (GET EM!) [Verse 1] I send some young n***as to wait in front of you momma's house Waiting with them berners, waitin on you to come out When them drums hit ya bruh, you gon be burnt out Dead on arrival, Throw em bullets out I don't give a damn n***a take this sh** to trial Got a gang of young n***as in the jail house, wildin Got the jury paid off and the federal judge You f**ing with a boss, I got all the plugs [Chorus} His girl lookin for him His mami lookin for him His kids lookin for him His papi lookin for him Tell his folks that he's gone and he ain't comin back home Next time they see his body they gon need a tombstone He done f**ed around and got into it with the wrong one Them other n***as missed his a** this time he met the wrong gun Tell his folks that he's gone and he ain't comin back home Next time they see his body they gon need a tombstone (Real Talk) [Verse 2] These n***as p**y, (Mhm) they need they guys (They scared They won't step outside, knowin somebody gon ride (They scared) Down on they a** guns blast 80 rounds (You scared) If you owe me money I suggest you pay me now I'm a street n***a hope you n***as know bruh Last n***a try to cross me out is in a coma I know you scared, I bet you sleep with your security, and you ain't even know that your security is fearin me [{Hook}] [Hook} Hey Juicy J, tells these n***as what the f** up dawg Smokin some cali kush