{sickness, sickness}      [Course]   I got uzi's, and AK's of plenty   I got gadgets and grenades galore   Everynight i make sure that im ready   And prepare for war   I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Semi's   Automatics and shotguns galore   If you fuck with me make sure your ready   And prepare for war      [Verse]   I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as Biggie   Some old heads hatin and some young niggas with me   Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread   I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your head   Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes open   We ride 4 deep and we trust no one   Heres the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man   We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads   I dont know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns   I just know I got a gun, all yall better run   Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with dreads   Do what i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread   Did you hear that, its like death's in the air   When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light glare   Is you scared?, i can see the fear in your eyes   When we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise       [Course]   i got uzi's, and AK's of plenty   I got gadgets and grenades (mix up)   i got uzi's, and AK's of plenty   I got gadgets and grenades galore   Everynight i make sure that im ready   And prepare for war   I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Semi's   Automatics and shotguns galore   If you fuck with me make sure your ready   And prepare for war      [verse]   I got a heart like 50, and a gun big as Biggie   Some old heads hatin and some young niggas with me   Put a beam on a 12 gauge, buck, shots spread   I can aim for your legs, and hit you in your head   Like a soldier we sleep with our eyes open   We ride 4 deep and we trust no one   Heres the plan, soon as we finish shootin up ya man   We gonn' take it there, and shoot start shootin up some heads   I dont know nothin but guns, i dont hold nothin but guns   I just know I got a gun, all yall better run   Im on the edge, to go out like them niggas with dreads   Do what i said, i come to take the bumbaclot bread   Did you hear that, its like death's in the air   When the wind starts holla'n and the moon light glare   Is you scared?, i can see the fear in your eyes   When we open up the door, and we caught you by suprise       [verse]   Money, cars, cash and hoes   Thats the way, a gangsta roll   I dont know what you've been told   Where you been before, but thats how it goes      [Verse]   They say thats all i talk about is murder murder kill kill   But if i die today another nigga still will   On the front line marchin, to the battle feild   With a black hoody on and a pair of old Timbs   Ghetto sargent, i think i see the target   I hit them niggas up, but i dont know where they car went   The neighborhood love me, i buy they kids Christmas   And give em all money, to keep em out my business, no witness      [Chorus]   i got uzi's, and AK's of plenty   I got gadgets and grenades galore   Everynight i make sure that im ready   And prepare for war   I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Semi's   Automatics and shotguns galore   If you fuck with me make sure your ready   And prepare for war      [verse 2x]   Get your camolauge suits, and your combat boots   We aint going to iraq, we just pullin up and shootin   Your life is what I want dawg, you can keep the loot   This is how the G's do, salute (salute)      Get your camolauge suits, and your combat boots   We aint going to iraq, we just pullin up and shootin   Your life is what I want dawg, you can keep the loot   This is how the G's do, salute (salute)      [Verse]   Put the potatoe on the end of the round   Make the sound quiet down   The block dont eat if a nigga not around   Like a sniper, i keep my chopper low to the ground   Milatary minded, and im South Side now   Got my canteen filled up with henessy nigga   A bullet broof vest, and my tank on spinners    Attention!!, you about to enter a war zone   Why you come around here homie you know its on      [Chorus]   i got uzi's, and AK's of plenty   I got gadgets and grenades galore   Everynight i make sure that im ready   And prepare for war   I got ratchets, and Tec 9's, and Semi's   Automatics and shotguns galore   If you fuck with me make sure your ready   And prepare for war