[Intro: Master P]
Yo Los, take us to a commercial
While we stop to get high
Y'all check out the Young Guns, ya heard me?
Check this out..
If you have four ounces and you fronted your boy two
And he gave a half to his boy
And the police raided the spot then he flushed one and a half
And he ask you for one mo'
What should you do if you was in that position?

[Young Guns]
N***a fuck that! I ain't bout to let the shit slide
It's time to ride, time for these n***as to die
We don't just rap - everything we say is for real
Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill
N***a fuck that! I ain't bout to let the shit slide
It's time to ride, time for these n***as to die
We don't just rap - everything we say is for real
Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill

Tell them bitch n***as - they can keep from arounds
This is family now, I give a fuck about you clowns
Young Guns holdin it down, quick to bust a few rounds
See if you catch our sound, tell my n***as and my bitches
They'll drop in the storm, tell them boys it's on
And these n***as gettin they ass torn, fuck bein warned
This is a street politic, I promise to die violent
Now I start wildin, until you bitch n***as are silent

N***a fuck that! I'm bout to send these n***as life back
They talkin shit about my fam and I don't like that
You know how I react, so why you wanna beef?
It's time for me to say my prayers, and hit the streets
Bullets about to hum, bitch n***as gon' get numb
Here come Reginelli down the block n***a don't try to run
I ain't lettin it slide I caught him slippin and him twice
Next thing you that n***a was on the ground, shakin like dice

These n***as fail the test so neverthless I split yo' chest
FUCK THE REST!
I come through to spit, to show you n***as what I manifest
A Y.G., so I breathe toke three, loading heat
Bullets at you busters please, don't try to test these
Pistol packin n***as in our town
You get them hot thangs laid in your mouth
My n***as seek you out no doubt
All about my salary you n***as ain't gon' handle me
I'm tired of stressin, and all these n***as pretend they got me vexed

[Young Guns]
N***a fuck that! I ain't bout to let the shit slide
It's time to ride, time for these n***as to die
We don't just rap - everything we say is for real
Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill
N***a fuck that! I ain't bout to let the shit slide
It's time to ride, time for these n***as to die
We don't just rap - everything we say is for real
Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill
N***a fuck that! I ain't bout to let the shit slide
It's time to ride, time for these n***as to die
We don't just rap - everything we say is for real
Time to let the gauge discharge, and murder that kill..