Somebody about to die yall
If I was you, I’d get that n***a from beside yall
Got em drunk about to get his head bust
Shit we came in this club to get put out n***a what
WHO DA FUCK want BUCK!?
Bitch I can get it crunk make a gangster
Go take ya outside pop his trunk hit ya up
Dirty south representing with these Queens n***as
Bouncing with these LA riders know what I mean?
I keep it hood khakis and black hoods
Two Glocks on my waist boy I wish a n***a would
Let me get them first
Shits about to get worst
I ain't come here to spit a verse
I’m here to put in work
I’m here to put in merk
Follow me through thesе war grounds
Look around see my projects getting torn down
Fuck it now
Ima pop till I get poppеd
Cook till it turned rock
Kill me a n***a then go smoke a blunt wit Pac I’m gangster

All aboard we headed south bound
With an AK that holds a hundred rounds
Ya know how I get down
G Unit in this bitch it’s on now
Let me see you stomp a hater to the ground
Ya know how I’d get down
Take me to boss I just took a lost
This rap shit ain't quick enough What those birds cost?
We call them crack houses
That’s where we count our stacks
New York call em spots ATL got a couple traps
We drive big trucks they sit on big wheels
What I’m saying is I was good if I don’t ain't get a deal
Back to these hating n***as talking like they want drama
I do like Jigga did and fuck your n***a baby momma’s
Chain spinning, rims spinning on the Maserati
Smoking that California Kush banging that lade lade
That n***a 50 told me get what you done came for
I handle the rest B what you think my name for?
Acting like it can’t happen until them bullets com attacking them
Bitch smack em
G Unit ain't only rapping
So come on down to the price is right
And you can get it in brown n***a, green or white
Young BUCK

All aboard we headed south bound
With an AK that holds a hundred rounds
Ya know how I get down
G Unit in this bitch it’s on now
Let me see you stomp a hater to the ground
Ya know how I’d get down