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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Buck
Vocals
D-Tay
Vocals
Lloyd Banks
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
C. Lloyd
Composer
Curtis James Jackson
Songwriter
G. Youance
Songwriter
G. Jones
Composer
Clay McMurray
Songwriter
D Brown
Songwriter
Dante Reed
Songwriter
Gloria R Jones
Songwriter
Pam Sawyer
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pat "Pat 'Em Down" Viala
Mixing Engineer
Bram Tobey
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Doug Harper
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Crown
Producer
Kyeme Miller
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Why?
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
[Verse 2]
Some say I'm crazy for signing with 50 Cent
Them same **** wouldn't offer to give me shit
**** hate you when you rich, but love when you broke
I never knew I had so many enemies before
My arm's is open to anybody who want beef
I promise y'all I won't sleep 'till y'all laying six feet
G-Unit, that's what it is, that's what it's gonna be
Benzino or the source can't hold me
I've been Heaven sent to put an end to this nonsense
The handle of this four-five'll knock him unconscious
Most of these rappers throw bricks and hide they head
Come to our shows then go hide behind they man, they hoes
I understand I'm a target, I'm on top
But understand, if you start it I'm gonna pop
I'm not an artist, Buck is a street farmer
One of the smartest, that gonna get money regardless
[Verse 3]
Why?
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
[Verse 4]
My eyes low, hydro leaking out that Tahoe
I know G-Unit's them **** I'ma ride for
Nah hoe, I ain't stunting nothing that these **** say
Fuck the rap, I can get ya monkey ass good today
Ain't nobody picked me up when I was pinned down
I'm double checking 'for I leave outta my crib now
Holding that forty on me
Sunk in the seat
'Cause **** feel comfortable when they getting drunk with the heat
I'm riding while ya dirty 'cause they gunning for my top
I ain't ducking and dodging, I'm only running from the cops
Spending grand after grand by the hundred on my watch
Just got another buddy and it holds a hundred shots
I ain't never had a role model 'cause he was in a box
So I'm up in the club with either a heater or a house
Every day there's another **** bleeding on the block
But we riding with them burners on, even when it's hot
[Verse 5]
Why?
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
[Verse 6]
You see these **** get out the pen and think it's good
Go get a pack and come right back to the same hood
They think these young **** gonna let 'em post up and get it
Ain't been home but six months and got his wig split'd
Committed to the block, fuck these ****, fuck the cops
Fuck these bitches, fuck ya chain, fuck ya car, fuck ya watch
Ride and I die for mine, pop's and I hide the nine
Swerving over these white lines, wondering from the one time
Thug and I know I am, bird from a half a gram
Broke so I sold dope and I'd do it again
Don't blame that **** for running up in my house, fool
Ain't no food in my daughter mouth, I'm going out too
Just think about what you're doing 'cause buddy, bullets burn
May God bless his ass, that was that ****'s turn
I'm not concerned with your death threats
You come down her with that shit, and get left wet, mother fucker
[Verse 7]
Why?
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
These **** want me dead
Better watch your step
Put prices on my head
'Cause I cock my shit, and I pop my shit (but I ain't gonna change)
I don't play that shit
G-Unit, do ya thang
Written by: C. Lloyd, C. McMurray, Curtis James Jackson, D. Brown, D. Reed, G. Jones, G. Youance, P. Sawyer