[Chorus]

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid!

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid!

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up kid!

Guns N Roses, hit 'em hit 'em up!



[Lil' Fame]

Whenever a nigga bleed, it lead to Guns N Roses

And a real nigga knows is

everybody that have held had shot one

It's like a asshole, cause everybody's got one

Niggaz is gettin kinda bold

Little shorties thirteen years old, tryin to leave a nigga cold

I'm packin my gat, and watchin my back, and ready for one

You niggaz wanna jump up, cause I ain't goin out like Willie (?)



[Billy Danze]

I propose a toast (YEAH) next nigga that play me close

I'ma have your faggot ass hangin off a lamp post

(SALUTE!) To my nigga that slid and did bids

(REST IN PEACE) To them niggaz that slipped and caught clips kid

It's yo' play on the blessings

Me I send your maggot ass back to the essence

Niggaz have told ya, Guns N Roses that's the path

So pack yo' gat and watch yo' ass



[Chorus]



[Lil' Fame]

Guns N Roses, no one opposes the MASH OUT POSSE

You can't stop me

I'm packin blue steel steppin with my weapon waitin for the rumble

I'm trouble, step into the concrete jungle

Foes'll hear the words from the reverand

And caught hell fuckin with Fame, so now they ass gotta go to heaven

I fear no man, and I ain't Omar Epps

but I'm lettin motherfuckers know the program

Too many motherfuckers died on the street

That's why I tell motherfuckers to back up and play me feet

Just the other day I put my man in the ground, so now

I walk around with the motherfuckin trey-pound

Just for my enemies so I can blow they chest in

Cause Smith and Wesson'll have your whol