I'm hittin every motherfucker outside [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
help us to teach and tell these preachers that they need to preach unfaithful not to be fake to teach playa hatas it's wrong to hate god is late so Im bout
blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me Moms allowed it, daddy was about it (Bout it) Game got inherited Mama said if you find love you better cherish it Teach
teach 'em I'ma (?) and send work to (??) Keep niggas bust up goin' through his morgue I'ma fool - Baby handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played
they vicinity, they sprayin When you see them niggas with the white hankerchiefs You get to the land of the lost Cause these niggas bout they paper, bout
fuckin up the game Put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin Fuck it, I'll still buck em and gamble wit my freedom These niggas gon
niggas fuckin up the game Put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin Fuck it, I'll still buck em and gamble wit my freedom These niggas
Can you blame me? Young buck, dirty-ass pops trained me Moms allowed it, daddy was about it ('Bout it) Game got inherited, mama said if you find love,you better cherish it Teach
on your bitch ass Hold up, niggas fuckin' up the game Put my name in statements, cooperating wit these and talkin' Fuck it, I'll still buck 'em and
goin' to [unverified] We ridin' all night, finally got lucky We saw 'em chillin' back, turned on the block hustlin' Hit the lights, park, jumped out, walked Crept down on 'em
(GUNFIRE) (young buck) young buck,cmon,gunit,(hey yo buck light that shit up my niggas) the south is
cards Became a thug with no love 'cause life's hard (Who do you trust) (Soulja Slim) Lord you showed me, even dealt me these cards, I gots to play em
gotta teach 'em I'ma (?) and send work to (??) Keep niggas bust up goin' through his morgue I'ma fool - Baby handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played
