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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Buck
Young Buck
Vocals
Andrey Vinogradov
Andrey Vinogradov
Sampled Artist
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrey Vinogradov
Andrey Vinogradov
Songwriter
D Brown
D Brown
Songwriter
Kevin Risto
Kevin Risto
Songwriter
Waynne Nugent
Waynne Nugent
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dirty Swift
Dirty Swift
Producer
Bruce Waynne
Bruce Waynne
Producer
Pat "Pat 'Em Down" Viala
Pat "Pat 'Em Down" Viala
Mixing Engineer
Bram Tobey
Bram Tobey
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Doug Harper
Doug Harper
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Kyeme Miller
Kyeme Miller
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
G-UNIT
Yeah
You better kill me
50 lemme get these **** (Get 'em BUCK)
[Verse 2]
I brush my teeth, load my clip and go bust my heat
I'm in too deep, I can't say fuck the streets
I need some sleep, the fiends still comin'
Bush 'bout to blow this bitch up
Better get money, dead bodies get picked up
I'm David in teen's now
**** was digital but they work triple beams now
I'm livin' for me now
'Cause I done went to war with the other side
Lucky me, 'cause the enemies mother and brother died
Hot shot gun shells and teflon chest plate's
It's tatt'ed on my arm, ****, thugin' till my death day
Ya'll **** just wait, right after my court date
It's gonna get grimey like New York say
Bitch **** horse play, real **** gon' spray
Bang till four, change his clothes and come back the same day
Better holla mayday 'cause we comin'
And we gunnin' at any muthafucka want somthin'
[Verse 3]
They say thou shall not steal, thou shall not kill
But rub me the wrong way, ****, and I will
Thou shall not cheat, thou shall not squeel
'Cause ****'ll put a hole in ya ass and that's real
They say thou shall not steal, thou shall not kill
But rub me the wrong way, ****, and I will
Thou shall not cheat, thou shall not squeel
'Cause ****'ll put a hole in ya ass and that's real
[Verse 4]
I'm already dead, can't kill me, ****
And even if I do die, I'm still gon' kill ya
I'm unfamiliar with a lot of these soldiers
I go out in the road and **** think that it's over
Runnin', the fiends all puttin' too much soda on the D'
You would think **** know 'cause they older than me
Been here longer than me and still piecin' a ounce out
How can ya be a birdman if you don't know how to count
It's back to the black gloves and home invasions
Puttin' holes in a **** the size of a gold Dayton
No, I'm not waitin' on nothin' no more
Either you pay me what you owe me or I'm cuttin' your throat
****, your baby momma know me, go and ask the hoe
How I done tied her ass up over a bag of dope
I'll be glad to go to the pen over revenge
I'm comin' out the same way a **** went in
[Verse 5]
They say thou shall not steal, thou shall not kill
But rub me the wrong way, ****, and I will
Thou shall not cheat, thou shall not squeel
'Cause ****'ll put a hole in ya ass and that's real
They say thou shall not steal, thou shall not kill
But rub me the wrong way, ****, and I will
Thou shall not cheat, thou shall not squeel
'Cause ****'ll put a hole in ya ass and that's real
[Verse 6]
BOOM
G-UNIT
We on some military shit, ****
You better kill us all 'cause we comin'
MUTHAFUCKER
Written by: A. Vinogradov, D. Brown, K. Risto, W. Nugent
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