Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G- g- g- g- g- g- unit!
We get the club jumpin'
from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We party, harder than you can imagine
You can run wit losers,
or run wit winners and win
I feel attention when I walk in the club G-
unit to the socks,
bitches all on a thug
Gimme a Henny on the rocks,
and a bottle of bub
I don't need security,
this Gorilla enough
I came to ball wit ya'll, pop
the bar and all
So bitches call ya hoes,
and niggas call ya dogs
If you love ya wife keep her
at home tonight
She might never come home again nigga,
aight!
Teeth, neck,
wrists all lights my lifes like
Ridin' in Ca$hville
runnin' all stop lights
Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin
My momma just had a dream
of seein me in prison
My daddy's a dope fiend,and I
don't really miss him
Ain't seen him in 10 years and
a nigga still livin'
The same old 2 step we move to a rhythm
50 holla get em' Buck,
you know I'm gonna get em'
I know you gonna let me shine
and get mine
I know you gonna let me in with this nine
I know you gonna let me smoke
on my weed
I know you gonna let me drink with no I.D
I know you gonna let me shine and get mine
I know you gonna let me in with this nine
I know you gonna let me
smoke on my weed
I know you gonna let me drink with no I.D
I know I'm
sinnin' but
I'm winnin' at the same time
Took a couple shots from a nigga
tryin' ta take mine
I'm back on the block,
wit a choppa and a tech nine
Niggas shootin' cops and the
hood runnin' stop signs
G- unit, The Game! Bitches
doin' what the thugs do
G's, D's, Vice, Lords,
Crips and the Bloods too
Move lemme come through
It ain't a pair of handcuffs,
can hold me
I'm ridin' in the ol' school
listenin' to some oldies
My goals keep shinin',
them hoes keep cryin'
The handle of my 45 out
lined in diamonds
Just left Ca$hville, bout to
fly to Miami
Hopin' Yayo watchin' Eminem, per
form at the Grammys
Niggas like Eric Benet,
prolly can't stand me, 'cause
I know money will make Halle
Berry come out them panties
Bitch!
ya I can make
them bounce back
Teach em' how to stunt,
teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)
Now where ya hood at? Buck
If you want to,
we 50 deep up in here what you gonna do
Who want beef,
I ain't come for no name callin'
Don't be mad 'cause we
is and you ain't ballin'
Gettin' money is my motto
for you broke folks
Can't spend ya whole life
payin' on ya car notes
It's alright if you still on the block boy
See I'mma cold young thug,
not a hot boy
You know I do this for the streets,
and my peeps that's behind bars
As soon as they come home,
I'll go and buy them all cars
Young Buck!
I know you gonna let me
shine and get mine
I know you gonna let me in with this nine
I know you gonna let me smoke
on my weed
I know you gonna let me drink with no I.D
I know you gonna let me shine and get mine
I know you gonna let me in
with this nine
I know you gonna let me
smoke on my weed
I know you gonna let me drink with no I.D
We get
the club jumpin'
from beginning to the end
Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again
We party, harder than you can imagine
You can run wit losers,
or run wit winners and win
Young Buck
