Old Gunz

[Chorus] Kan-yeezy help 'em out please Just Bleezey help 'em out please Em-eezy help 'em out please Somebody go tell Free to help 'em out Yea Young Neefe help 'em out Dress up like Run D.M.C to help 'em out Yo P, go see Beans and break 'em out 'Fore I show these Young dummies what beefin all about [Verse 1 - Rockstar] Fresh off the tour bus homie I'm back I was stompin In Compton loadin my strap And niggas seem a lil pissed 'Cause now I'm in the city wit huge Canary yellow diamonds On my gold wrist Only took one verse and Game was convinced I got the stray jacket flow, I'm insane when I spit How y'all talkin' that Young Gun shit Y'all young, but y'all ain't guns, y'all ain't dumped one clip I'm The Game's young gun and I'm one young pit And I'll bite both of y'all fuck that Young Gun shit 'Cause Chris is a snitch even they know that On the stand pointin' now look where Spade-O at Stuck behind prison bars, dealin wit them prison guards Only get to see outside when he in tha prison yard Yea and this is real nigga shit Real niggas rather send you a shell then see you in jail [Chorus] Kan-yeezy help 'em out please Just Bleezey help 'em out please Em-eezy help 'em out please Somebody go tell Free to help 'em out Yea Young Neefe help 'em out Dress up like Run D.M.C to help 'em out Yo P, go see Beans and break 'em out 'Fore I show these Young dummies what beefin all about [Verse 2 - Rockstar] Yea a real nigga ain't Chris, a real nigga ain't Neef A real nigga dats Cis, so how you feelin hard? I went from runnin tha underground To Tha Blackwall so I'm still in charge You wanna holla at Game? now Cis involved Y'all ain't sick at all, plus y'all niggas been slippin off Chris stole Jay whole style, get off his dick and balls Y'all rappers that rap that's why Mac ain't stick wit y'all I got Lil Neef complainin' to Chris like what we gone do We wit The Game and he sick yea I keep the thang on my hip And I aim to draw blood Like a blood when he bang on a crip You should neva bite the hand that feeds you Suckin so much Hova dick y'all done turned ya back on Sigel And none of y'all clap that chrome So I wouldn't be surprised you get smacked up when Mac come home And this cat not shook That's why I'm tha most talked about Philly since Mac got booked Yea, yea [Chorus] Kan-yeezy help 'em out please Just Bleezey help 'em out please Em-eezy help 'em out please Somebody go tell Free to help 'em out Yea Young Neefe help 'em out Dress up like Run D.M.C to help 'em out Yo P, go see Beans and break 'em out 'Fore I show these Young dummies what beefin all about [Verse 3 - Game] Let me tell you 'bout the boys and where they come from Grew up in nice town how they call they self the Young Gunz? Dame Dash left, now Beans don't fuck wit 'em Free sign to Jay now Roc got stuck wit 'em, damn Now Def Jam can't even make a buck wit 'em 'Cause they ain't got one of them Teairra Marí cuts in 'em When I blaze it'll feel like a truck hit 'em Leave 'em a swisher in Philly wit no guts in 'em A 100 pounds slug slice right through 'em Hit the corner bullets curve like tha logo on tha Pumas Hollows in one ear and out the other like a rumor He got shot before he got a chance to grow a ???? And I'ma drive by Louie ??? Put tha hammer in Neef mouth while he chewin his food Everybody in Philadelphia know you's a fool You gon' make me make Jay lose his cool, damn [Chorus] Kan-yeezy help 'em out please Just Bleezey help 'em out please Em-eezy help 'em out please Somebody go tell Free to help 'em Out Yea Young Neefe help 'em out Dress up like Run D.M.C to help 'em out Yo P, go see Beans and break 'em out 'Fore I show these Young dummies what beefin all about [Outro - Game] First Buddens Then Bleek Then the whole G-Unit As a staff, record label and a motherfuckin' group Now you lil faggots I sold more records for y'all then y'all did y'all mothafuckin' self The new prince of Philly, Rockstar