LET ME IN

Yeah. It's 50 Cent, Young Buck. GGGGG G Unit. We get the club jumpin' from the beginning to the end. Go Shorty, we back up in this bitch again. We party, harder than you can imagine. You can run with losers or run with winners and win. I feel the tension when I walk in the club G Unit to the socks. bithces all on a thug (come on) Give me a henny on the rocks and a bottle of bub I don't need security this old nickel enough I came to ball with ya'll buy up the bar and all So bitches call your ho's and niggas call your dogs (I'm here) If you love your wife keep her at home tonight She might never come home again, nigga alright Teeth, neck, wrist all lights, my life like Ridin' in Cashville and runnin' all stop lights Homie its that real, I pray I keep livin' My Momma just had a dream of seein' me in prison My daddy's a dope fiend and I don't really miss him Aint seen him in 10 years and the niggas still livin' The same old two step, we movin' to a rhythm 50 holla get em Buck, you know I'm gon' get 'em I know you gon' let me shine and get mine I know you gon' let me end with this nine I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed I know you gon' let me drink with no ID I know you gon' let me shine and get mine I know you gon' let me end with this nine I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed I know you gon' let me drink with no ID I know I'm sinnin' but I'm winnin' at the same time Took a couple shots from some niggas trynna take mine I'm back up on the block with a chopper and tech nine Niggas shootin' cops in the hood, runnin' stop signs G Unit the gang, bitches doin' what the thugs do GD's, Vice Lords, Crips, and the Bloods too (Come on, move) Let me come through it ain't a pair of handcuffs that can hold me I'm ridin' in an old school, listenin' to some oldies My golds be shinin' them ho's be cryin The handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds Just left Cashville bought to fly to Miami Hopin' Yayo watchin' Eminem perform at the Grammys The reason niggas like Eric Benet probably can't stand me Cause I know money I make Halle Berry come out the panties (Yeah, bitch) Cause ya'll niggas in trouble, they shoulda never let me in I know you gon' let me shine and get mine I know you gon' let me end with this nine I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed I know you gon' let me drink with no ID I know you gon' let me shine and get mine I know you gon' let me end with this nine I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed I know you gon' let me drink with no ID Bet you I can make em 'bounce back Teach em how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (Yeah where your hood at) Buck if you want to, we 50 deep up in here (what you gon' do?) Who want beef? I ain't come for no name callin' Don't be mad cause we is and you ain't ballin' Getting' money is my motto for you broke folks Can't spend your whole life playin' on a car note Its alright if you're still on the block boy See I'm a cold young thug, not a hot boy You know I do this for the streets and the peeps that's behind bars As soon as they come home, I'm gon' buy em' all cars (Young Buck) I know you gon' let me shine and get mine I know you gon' let me end with this nine I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed I know you gon' let me drink with no ID I know you gon' let me shine and get mine I know you gon' let me end with this nine I know you gon' let me smoke up my weed I know you gon' let me drink with no ID We get the club jumpin' from the begginning to the end. Go shorty. we back up in this bitch again. We party, harder than you can imagine. You can run with losers or run with winner and win. (ha ha)