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