[Intro: 50 Cent]
Yeah
It's 50 Cent
Young Buck
G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
[Bridge: 50 Cent]
We get the club jumping 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, ahhhhh!
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I feel the tension when I walk in the club (What!)
G-Unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug (Come on!)
Gimme a Henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub
I don't need security, this for 4 Nickel enough
I came to ball wit y'all, buy up the bar and all
So bitches call ya hoes, and niggas call ya dogs (I'm here)
If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight
She might never come home again nigga, aight?!
Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my life's like
Riding in Cashville and running all stop lights (For real!)
Homie is that real, I pray I keep living
My momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison (Damn!)
My daddy's a dope fiend, and I don't really miss him (Fuck him!)
Ain't seen him in 10 years and a nigga still living (Come on)
The same ol two step, we move to a rhythm
50 holla get 'em Buck, you know I'm gonna get 'em, raaah
Yeah
It's 50 Cent
Young Buck
G-G-G-G-G-Unit!
[Bridge: 50 Cent]
We get the club jumping 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, ahhhhh!
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
I feel the tension when I walk in the club (What!)
G-Unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug (Come on!)
Gimme a Henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub
I don't need security, this for 4 Nickel enough
I came to ball wit y'all, buy up the bar and all
So bitches call ya hoes, and niggas call ya dogs (I'm here)
If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight
She might never come home again nigga, aight?!
Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my life's like
Riding in Cashville and running all stop lights (For real!)
Homie is that real, I pray I keep living
My momma just had a dream of seeing me in prison (Damn!)
My daddy's a dope fiend, and I don't really miss him (Fuck him!)
Ain't seen him in 10 years and a nigga still living (Come on)
The same ol two step, we move to a rhythm
50 holla get 'em Buck, you know I'm gonna get 'em, raaah
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