[Intro: B.G. & Young Buck]
Say Buck
Ay what's up nigga
I don't think these niggas got a idea what's 'bout to happen
Nahhhh man these niggas don't know man
I don't think they got a idea
G-Unit south nigga let's go, come on
[Verse 1: B.G.]
I'm 'bout handlin' business nigga and gettin' it done (Done)
If you a busta than trust me homie I ain't the one (One)
For you to be smilin', laughin', tryna be cool with (Uh-uh)
You the type of dude that I can't fool with (Uh-uh)
I was cut off a leather tree, a different cloth
I was taught very young how to play it raw (Raw)
They say the game a big pussy waitin' to get fucked
And I want me and all my niggas (All my niggas) to bust a nut
Say Buck, a lotta niggas had they fingers crossed (Bitches)
Cause they know they get exposed when real niggas floss
I ain't even gotta say names, niggas know they soft (Wayne)
23, still callin' they self Birdman J.R
That dollar sign old, this that G shit
That AK 47, two twenty-three, shit (Chopper)
That New Orleans, Ca$hville, ten a key, shit
No stuntin' this that hunnid percent street shit
Say Buck
Ay what's up nigga
I don't think these niggas got a idea what's 'bout to happen
Nahhhh man these niggas don't know man
I don't think they got a idea
G-Unit south nigga let's go, come on
[Verse 1: B.G.]
I'm 'bout handlin' business nigga and gettin' it done (Done)
If you a busta than trust me homie I ain't the one (One)
For you to be smilin', laughin', tryna be cool with (Uh-uh)
You the type of dude that I can't fool with (Uh-uh)
I was cut off a leather tree, a different cloth
I was taught very young how to play it raw (Raw)
They say the game a big pussy waitin' to get fucked
And I want me and all my niggas (All my niggas) to bust a nut
Say Buck, a lotta niggas had they fingers crossed (Bitches)
Cause they know they get exposed when real niggas floss
I ain't even gotta say names, niggas know they soft (Wayne)
23, still callin' they self Birdman J.R
That dollar sign old, this that G shit
That AK 47, two twenty-three, shit (Chopper)
That New Orleans, Ca$hville, ten a key, shit
No stuntin' this that hunnid percent street shit
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