[LeBron James:]
Yeah Buck man
These motherf**ers out here talkin' wreckless man
Ain't got records or sh**
Real gangstas beat that fake a** up
[Verse 1: Young Buck]
f** you rap n***as back that a** up
Your money slow motion get your cash up
These n***as is starvin'
They beggin' and borrowin'
Want to hate on the Unit n***a we too busy ballin'
We done did the callin'
So f** all of ya'll and..
Every motherf**er that is down with you
Come to your studio session let off a round or two
See I've been dyin' just to see what this four pound 'll do
And them hatin' a** n***as better play ya'll part
Better stay in your lane n***a don't come out the yard
I got something to make it hotter than four hundred degrees
So if you ain't hatin' on me
Then come and get one of these keys
[Chorus: Young Buck]
I got my beat turned up I can't hear you haters
I can't hear you haters
I can't hear you haters
I got my stunner shades on I don't see you haters
I don't see you haters
I don't see you haters
You know a n***a money long I don't know you haters
I don't know you haters
I don't know you haters
I catch you cowards later on I'm a see you later
I'm a see you later
I'm a see you later
[Verse 2: Young Buck]
You know the difference from me and you is I don't wait on rap money
Take me to jail but b**h you can't take the trap from me
You push a six
Big deal I push bricks
Put a Benz in my baby mama's name she legit
n***a quit
sh** I ain't got no time for this
Buy all the weed I can't figure out what kind to get
Somebody throw that n***a something get him back on his feet
I never left so I don't got to go back to the streets
I'm by myself like "Ok who want it with me?"
Take a deep breath OK, now lets go and see
Thats what I thought
But I don't want to talk no more
I got a Phantom, I'm a show you what I bought this for
[Chorus: Young Buck]
I got my beat turned up I can't hear you haters
I can't hear you haters
I can't hear you haters
I got my stunner shades on I don't see you haters
I don't see you haters
I don't see you haters
You know a n***a money long I don't know you haters
I don't know you haters
I don't know you haters
I catch you cowards later on I'm a see you later
I'm a see you later
I'm a see you later
[LeBron James:]
Real Gs in this motherf**in' sh**
Young Buck, Ca$hville n***a
Hold your head up man
Get your paperwork right man
Where the street boys at baby?
Where your back up at?
You better watch what you say man
Cause real Gs in the spot tonight man
Get up out of the booth man, get some money
If it ain't workin' for you change the game
Stop talkin' all that weak and a** sh**
My n***a ain't got to do sh** man the streets grab your a**
And ain't 'gon let you go
G Unit South
Ca$hville Records
Young Buck