Letras:
Gun Long Road

you run And you hide There's a fire In your eyes And I say life Is like a long road With open arms We walk this long road Precious little angel Promises

right You see, the road to vanity is filled with flowers You better be careful of its hypnotic powers While the road to truth is long and full if distress

be G-UNIT! cause we got them three b's: benzes, burners and bitches and plus we on the road to the riches [Chorus: repeat 2X] You can say what you want about me As long

ain't nowhere to turn to (When you stuck shit outta luck) (And ain't got no hustle to make that buck dog) Could you tell me where you run to (When the road

fuck up, though, my family is the whole side of Atlanta Now, how can I say? Okay, let me just put it this way If anyone ever contests my conquest my gun

*) Goddamn, who knows what's in store? Just as long as motherfuckers know, who's knockin' on the door We remain unjaded and still we go unfaded See how long

gone again [Verse 1:] Dis a nuh KFC bucket, when mi seh him get 20 piece Coulda run inna di church and go get 20 priest Mi nozzle alone, it long like

like to hurt Cause I been treated like dirt before ya And love is evil Spell it backwards I'll show ya Nobody knows me I'm cold Walk down this road

watch the road wha? you a walk from you look ina your conscience you can?t miss the mark And make a joyful sound unto the Lord Chorus: How long you want