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