Young Buck
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[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah, It's 50 cent, Young Buck,
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get the club jumpin' from beginnin' to the end,
Go shorty, 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...
AHH! [Verse 1: Young Buck]
I feel the tension 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 ol' nickel enough,
I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all,
So bitches call ya hoes, an' niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here),
If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight,
She might neva come home again nigga aight,
Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my life's like,
Ridin' in Ca$hville, an' runnin' all stop lights (Fo' Real),
Homie it's that real, I pray I keep livin',
My momma jus hadda dream of seein' me in prison (Damn),
My daddys a dope fein, an' i dont really miss him (F**K 'IM!!),
Aint seen him in 10 years an' a nigga still livin' (C'mon),
Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm,
50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'm gunna get em',
Raaaaa! [Chorus: Young Buck]
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D,
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D... [Verse 2: Young Buck]
(Yeah) I know im sinnin' but i'm winnin' at tha same time,
Take a couple shots from a niggas tryin'a take mine (Boom),
I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa an' a tech nine,
Niggaz shootin' cops in the hood runnin' stop signs,
G-UNIT, The Game! Bitches doin' wat tha thugs do,
G, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips an' the Bloodz too (C'mon),
Move lemme come through,
It Aint a pair of handcuffs, can hold me (Uh-uh),
I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies (Uh-huh),
My goals keep shinin, Them hoes keep cryin',
The handle of my 4 5 outlined in diamonds,
Just left Ca$hville, 'bout to fly to Miami,
Hopin' Yayo watchin' Em an' them perform at the Grammys (Whoo),
Niggaz like Eric Bennet, prolly can't stand me,
'Cause I know money'll make Halle Berry come out them panties (Ha-ha),
Bitch... [Hook]
Ya'll niggaz in trouble, they shoulda neva let me in, in... [Chorus: Young Buck]
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D,
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D... [Verse 3: Young Buck]
Bet ya I can make them bounce back (Bounce),
Teach 'em how to stunt, teach 'em how to counts stacks (Yeah),
Know where ya hood at,
Buck If you want to (C'mon), we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do?
Who want beef, I aint come for no name callin' (Naw),
Dont be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (Get Buck),
Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks,
Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car notes (Ha-ha),
It's alright if you still on the block boy,
See I'ma cold young thug, not a Hot Boy,
You know I do this for the streets, an' my peeps thas behind bars,
As soon as they come home, I'll go an' buy them all cars,
Young Buck... [Chorus: Young Buck]
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D,
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D (YEAH!)... [50 cent]
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end,
Go shorty, 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,
AHH, AHH, AHH, AHH!!!!
Yeah, It's 50 cent, Young Buck,
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get the club jumpin' from beginnin' to the end,
Go shorty, 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...
AHH! [Verse 1: Young Buck]
I feel the tension 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 ol' nickel enough,
I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all,
So bitches call ya hoes, an' niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here),
If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight,
She might neva come home again nigga aight,
Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my life's like,
Ridin' in Ca$hville, an' runnin' all stop lights (Fo' Real),
Homie it's that real, I pray I keep livin',
My momma jus hadda dream of seein' me in prison (Damn),
My daddys a dope fein, an' i dont really miss him (F**K 'IM!!),
Aint seen him in 10 years an' a nigga still livin' (C'mon),
Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm,
50 holla get em' Buck, you know I'm gunna get em',
Raaaaa! [Chorus: Young Buck]
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D,
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D... [Verse 2: Young Buck]
(Yeah) I know im sinnin' but i'm winnin' at tha same time,
Take a couple shots from a niggas tryin'a take mine (Boom),
I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa an' a tech nine,
Niggaz shootin' cops in the hood runnin' stop signs,
G-UNIT, The Game! Bitches doin' wat tha thugs do,
G, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips an' the Bloodz too (C'mon),
Move lemme come through,
It Aint a pair of handcuffs, can hold me (Uh-uh),
I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin' to some oldies (Uh-huh),
My goals keep shinin, Them hoes keep cryin',
The handle of my 4 5 outlined in diamonds,
Just left Ca$hville, 'bout to fly to Miami,
Hopin' Yayo watchin' Em an' them perform at the Grammys (Whoo),
Niggaz like Eric Bennet, prolly can't stand me,
'Cause I know money'll make Halle Berry come out them panties (Ha-ha),
Bitch... [Hook]
Ya'll niggaz in trouble, they shoulda neva let me in, in... [Chorus: Young Buck]
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D,
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D... [Verse 3: Young Buck]
Bet ya I can make them bounce back (Bounce),
Teach 'em how to stunt, teach 'em how to counts stacks (Yeah),
Know where ya hood at,
Buck If you want to (C'mon), we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do?
Who want beef, I aint come for no name callin' (Naw),
Dont be mad 'cause we is n you aint ballin' (Get Buck),
Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks,
Can't spend ya whole life payin' on ya car notes (Ha-ha),
It's alright if you still on the block boy,
See I'ma cold young thug, not a Hot Boy,
You know I do this for the streets, an' my peeps thas behind bars,
As soon as they come home, I'll go an' buy them all cars,
Young Buck... [Chorus: Young Buck]
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D,
I know you gon' let me shine an' get mine,
I know you gon' let me in wit' this nine,
I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed,
I know you gon' let me drink wit no I.D (YEAH!)... [50 cent]
We get the club jumpin' from beginning to the end,
Go shorty, 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,
AHH, AHH, AHH, AHH!!!!
