[Intro: Young Buck & 50 Cent]
K'Yeah!! (Man I been tellin' niggas ova and ova man..)
Aye yo, whuddup niggas (Not to play wit' this nigga mayn'..)
Aye yo mayn', there be alot of niggas out here (Nigga on SSK program)
Talkin'bout they got beef wit' G-Unit, ya'know.. (Shoot, stab, kill nigga)
And I be seein' these niggas..
I be by myself and shit, niggas be like 100 deep and shiit..
I be like: "Wussup nigga?!!" (Don't say I ain't tell ya..)
Niggas be like: "Nah man.." (I warned ya!)
"It ain't like dat."
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Look up it's a full moon the sound of the wind blowin'
And you don't know you 'bout to git killed, but I been knowin'
Tha nite still young, I mite as well come 'round midnite
Just me all by my lonely, my homies gon' sit tight
I'm workin' wit' a Glock and just a lil' bit of gas money
But bet I come back, wit' what dem niggas done snatched from me
My Crip & Blood thugs, they wanna git witcha
They mad at me cause I'm tellin' em "It's personal, nigga."
I wanna see, if this motherfucker want it wit' me
So on 3, I'mma hop up out this SUV
If ya around 'em, I feel like you down wit' em
As soon as this round hit 'em, you'll lay in the ground wit' em
Awaken by Satan but bein' carried by Tha Lord
What ya life costs Bill Gates couldn't even afford
Ain't nuthin' that can stop reprucussions if I die
This ain't got nuthin' to do wit' Dr. Dre mOthafucker
Just you and I
K'Yeah!! (Man I been tellin' niggas ova and ova man..)
Aye yo, whuddup niggas (Not to play wit' this nigga mayn'..)
Aye yo mayn', there be alot of niggas out here (Nigga on SSK program)
Talkin'bout they got beef wit' G-Unit, ya'know.. (Shoot, stab, kill nigga)
And I be seein' these niggas..
I be by myself and shit, niggas be like 100 deep and shiit..
I be like: "Wussup nigga?!!" (Don't say I ain't tell ya..)
Niggas be like: "Nah man.." (I warned ya!)
"It ain't like dat."
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
Look up it's a full moon the sound of the wind blowin'
And you don't know you 'bout to git killed, but I been knowin'
Tha nite still young, I mite as well come 'round midnite
Just me all by my lonely, my homies gon' sit tight
I'm workin' wit' a Glock and just a lil' bit of gas money
But bet I come back, wit' what dem niggas done snatched from me
My Crip & Blood thugs, they wanna git witcha
They mad at me cause I'm tellin' em "It's personal, nigga."
I wanna see, if this motherfucker want it wit' me
So on 3, I'mma hop up out this SUV
If ya around 'em, I feel like you down wit' em
As soon as this round hit 'em, you'll lay in the ground wit' em
Awaken by Satan but bein' carried by Tha Lord
What ya life costs Bill Gates couldn't even afford
Ain't nuthin' that can stop reprucussions if I die
This ain't got nuthin' to do wit' Dr. Dre mOthafucker
Just you and I
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