[Young Buck:]
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Yeah I done seen this before
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Nigga this ain't woe
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Until your brains all over the floor
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You fuck niggas out of line
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But yall know I'm one of a kind
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A hundred shots comin' at one time it go (brrrrat!)
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Get back, you fuckin' with a grown ass man
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I came by myself so alone I stand
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Don't let them gas you
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These shells won't pass you
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So pick up the phone I got some questions to ask you
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I'm doin what I have to do, these niggas hatin'
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I'm stationed, posted, patiently waitin'
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See money ain't shit nigga you can be touched
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You watchin' Godfather movies too much
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I'm bout to push that button
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You know when niggas come from everywhere
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Grape Street get ready
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Purple rags in the air, I don't care
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Lets take it there, I'm gon' ride
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I'm hittin every motherfucker outside
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[Chorus: Young Buck]
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I'ma teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Let me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Watch me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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You know I'll die for this G-Unit shit so what you sayin 50?
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I'ma teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Let me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Watch me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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You know I'll ride for this G-Unit shit till the fed's come get me
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[Young Buck:]
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Niggas can't fuck with me, nor can they say "Fuck 50"
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I'll poke a nigga's ass up quickly
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So all yall miss me with the latest hip-hop street news
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About what my man said on Miss Jones interview
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What you do, is open up the Billboard charts
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I got the number one rap album so far
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I'm on the cover of the XXL giving em hell
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What I'm sayin, is Buck got records to sell
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I'm not playin, just layin in the Maserati gitted up
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Hell'll freeze before the G-Unit splits up
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Banks at the bank, Yayo gettin' dough, and I'll buck ya down
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Soon 50 holla (yo come on)
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This is family, I don't know what you been told
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Even our worst sellin albums, still went gold
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And I made a few million before I picked up the mic
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So if you gon' hate me, get your shit right (motherfuckers)
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[Chorus: Young Buck]
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I'ma teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Let me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Watch me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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You know I'll die for this G-Unit shit so what you sayin 50?
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I'ma teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Let me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Watch me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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You know I'll ride for this G-Unit shit till the fed's come get me
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[C-Bo:]
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Buck say fuck it so fuck 'em
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Load the K's up, lit them Trey's up
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These niggas is pussy, virgins, they ain't been fucked before
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Hundred rounds in the mac, they ain't been bucked before
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Big fish in the water, Jaws, I'll slaughter ya man
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Till the clique, all my arter was jammed
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So butterfly, keep ya nine cocked
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Cuz I could do time slots
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Did mines like Tookie smilin with mine's, pa
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And yeah I heard about the streets and stompin
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Ain't nothin like the gardens of the streets of Compton
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Yeah, hes a fruitcake
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He thinks he can take 10 shots like 50 and come out with a 2-fake
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And I got the scoop for the men hood
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Said you had a suit sign on your head last time you was in the hood
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Now you wanna front like you really stompin it
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Boston, keep talkin we gon' take you to Compton, nigga
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[Chorus: Young Buck]
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I'ma teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Let me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Watch me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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You know I'll die for this G-Unit shit so what you sayin 50?
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I'ma teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Let me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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Watch me teach 'em 'bout playin with me
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You know I'll ride for this G-Unit shit till the fed's come get me
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Teach 'em Bout Playin'
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Young Buck |