Gunz 'n Onez (iz U Wit Me) - Heltah Skeltah

featuring Method Man 

Haayyoahhh! Ahhh.. 

Intro/Chorus: Rock 

Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air! 
All my thugs and soldiers  fuck it even players 
Whether you hate us or you show us love 
No matter what you do money  stack your gunz 'n onez 
Iz u wit me.. yo throw your hands in the air! 
All my thugs and soldiers  fuck it even players 
Crooks  willies  pimps  all my sons 
No matter what you do baby, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Verse One: Method 

Yo, light another, and elevate on this one my brother 
Respect mine like my baby mother 
I shine when it rain, the sky's cryin for all the black youth 
that's dyin, I heard he went out clutchin his iron 
And in the mist the slugs flyin, one burst 
he kissed the dirt, not knowin he was touched at first 
or badly hurt, it's all science, another nigga merked 
Kid snatched his purse and his work, left nuttin 
but the shells on the turf, the situation's worse 
A lot of bitch ass niggaz is comin out they skirts 
cause it's real, not everyone can rhyme and get a deal 
Not everyone can shine and make a meal 
So Johnny carry nine in the steel, one in the head 
for all them fuckheads, leave that ass for dead nuff said 
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace 
But when my baby's gotta get fed, I'm all teeth 
Bitin DOWN on the bullet now, bloodshed 
I cop my herb from a knotty dread, and live this life 
on the edge nigga.. one time for your fuckin-ass mind 
cuz-o, can you deal? 

Chorus: Rock 

Wu-Tang are u wit me, well throw your hands in the air! 
All my soldiers, thugs, fuck it even players 
Heads on lockdown and those on the run 
No matter what you do money, stack your gunz 'n onez 

Verse Two: Ruck 

Aiyyo peep the stamina, of the main brain splattera 
In a matter of seconds I'm disrespectin your character 
What's the matter ya niggaz ain't ready for the massacre 
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