[Talking: Tony Yayo]
Yea from southside to far rock
Rest in peace to Stack Bundles

It's the unit
[Repeat]


[Stack Bundles:]
^!$$% from far rock to southside
Hit em in his face so in nother words snuff died

I'm nice with a knife like a latin king
Carve a ^!$$% $$# up nice then I'm in the bing
I got my war paint on dog who want beef

I move with guerillas and wolves ya ^!$$%z all sheep
These hollowtips I'll pop lock on a ^!$$%
And for ya fake $$# chain I'll go pawn it


[Riot Squad:]
Lil man's let em know it's jeezy

Big enough I'll give em a little pain like teenie
You know were far rock movers
Yo yayo hit fif we got far rock shooters

The rap game quiet, diet drama dark season
Now it's a reason for the riot
S s s s squad up ^!$$% ya heard that

Now put your teeth and mouth where the curb at

[Chorus: Riot Squad]

Bad wolves move in silence
Respect 2 things that's money and violence
G-unit riot gang go head and run up trust me ^!$$% they do bang

They won't get 1 up on me
Best believe I got something on me
So if you run up on me

That's the end of the story

[Tony Yayo:]

Ask dem ^!$$%z in them projects if yayo's on that killer %#@!
Dat hollow gram grey glock tucked in that chinchilla %#@!
My lil ^!$$%z hungry like yay let me book sumthin

$#&@ books I need work let me cook sumthin
Kelly pushing hennessy wash away the pain
I'll leave a ^!$$% washed up if he run up on my range

I got that aim, the glock gotta beam
My swag make haters wanna see me in a bing
I get that strap tight, homie I get right

Aim for your chest cavity and your windpipe
You ^!$$%z marked (*##$es the 60 with the automatic
Start make the #~!!@ fart on small (*##$es

And denny ones, I got mini guns
Baby glocks and beef brocks boy I got many guns
I use and abuse em, then I throw em to the wolves

And I cause mass confusion

[Chorus]


[Riot Squad:]
Listen it's 2 guns, 3 parolles we all guilty

I get knocked my clean record is filthy
Go against the rich slangin wool on the tapes
For the %#@! that's on your wrist that resemble a jake

If it's once and they fake so I don't see crystal
I bet you everythings coming out this pistol
Pull the thing out, one wing out

Give you something to sing bout
New york know how I mob em
Come to the club so a rapper can get robbed

I'm in deep in avalon (dipset byrdgang)
G-unit dumbouts riding like the saddles on
Call the jakes I'm the ^!$$% to taddle one

They heard I hand balls like there pat alongs
And my young boys all got there pedal on
We can hold court in the street with no settle on


[Chorus]