מילים לשיר That's Right – Young Gunz

haha, it's about time niggaz
gangsta gangsta, a young gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta,
a young gangsta, can't stop me,gangsta gangsta, what you wanna b a gangsta Motha fuckas i'm comming down
(Verse 1 where it ain't nuttin nice, where niggaz hear that price and b at ya the same night, try to kill ya got a knife fuck a fight snatch ya life, i got thirty in my rim pipe and motha fuck i can fight, they say we living but i say we just a light, heavy and shit, unwilling to spit,
eachothers crunches and these niggaz b unlucky, knowing i'm like em baby brotha in tha crib and u b standing on a cliff i b witnessing a fifth, cuz i brought a lotta hollow tips just if you niggaz clipped and we ain't on tha same tip (shit),
i got to bang at ya niggaz for tha love of tha
figuers hell ya we kill eachother and kidnap they yeah ones like no otha sorta like ya brotha baby mothas and do dirt to ones that love us, they alive promise i'm gon' ride and never play both
and i got my niggaz covered as long as i'm alive sides
(chorus X2)
i bet you get clapped clown and don't bust and keep back now you wont come back round once you hear how that mack sounds (GUN SHOT) i bet ya you'll back down ya know how to act now on ya life, niggaz i put a price that's right uh thats where we live at war, (Verse 2 bring it where your kids at,
we your enemies where eva you get at, nigga you get back or get your motha fucking head cracked (TWO GUN SHOTS) unsolved about that kidnap all about that rift raft thats where we live at,
at least a hundred thousand just to get your kids back, when you wasn't wit that ?? in tha clouds when you Lakers all that chit chat, so loud for tha crowd you niggaz get back, i got a fifth mag thinkin you a shit bag, pens, staples r crazy, you fuckas shouldnt play me, running on tha ends these niggaz put ya in them multiple stab wounds caught em
slippin should a had guns up in tha backroom,
we get it all late, midnight or early
now tha lord will see em soon, afternoon when eva where eva wit that motha fucking chedda yep (Chorus X2)
(Verse 3 tha flows stupid it's much more then music, Most defently niggaz wont get tha recipe, what you tryin to get at homie i've
you will loose it, as soon as i pull it start the finger been through it, so don't b talk foolish cuz your life movement
and bullets start comming out tha top and motha fuckas yelling down tha block screaming out this shit a mess, ambulence it was left,
somebody got shot and he left
i'm a bitch wit tha tech, i wont let ya get a breath,
from your feet to ya kneck,
if ya reach then you wacked
if you come around tha set you wont make it out to tell it,
flesh rushin from tha pellets,
in they clothes you can smell it,
no witnesses to tell it, you fucking wit a two time fellon and stilli'll put two to ya
mellon and open you up,
yeah you pussies started it but, don't what none of Buck put ya runners up
i don't give a fuck (Chorus X2) (Music, then fades).