Lyrics:

[young Buck]

all My Thugs And Thugets

walk Where I Walk, See What I See

now I Welcome You All To Cashville, Tennekee

all My Life, I Hustle'd All Night

now I'm Alright, My Wrist Is All Ice

and I Did It All, Without Ya'll Advice

i Done Been To Hell And Back, Twice



you Cant Do It Like Me!



now As The World Turns, I Let My Bud Burn

police Writin' Down My Tags, Like Im Con'cerned

i Graduated From The Nickels And Dimes

you Need The F.e.d.'s Bitch, To Come Get Mine

get On The Grind Hoe, And Stay The Fuck Up Outta Mine Fo'

the Kid's Find Daddy Lay'd Out With His Eyes Closed

i Know, Can't Be Humble In The Jungle

give A Nigga An Inch, He'll Take A Whole Mile From Ya'

so I Bust First, Fuck This Earth Nigga

whats Worse Wakin' Up In The Pen, Or Sleepin' Up Under The Dirt

boo Yow! Is The Sound Of The 40 Cal.

ak's Bananna Clips Hold A 100 Rounds

test Me, Rude Boy Don't Want None

got Jamacan's And Hesian's Buck, Buck, Buckin' They Gun

where The Hood At Nigga, That's Where I Come From

where Shoot Dice, Snort White, Sell Crack And Heroine



you Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

but Nobody Gon' Rock With You

cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)

[50 Cent] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

you Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

but Nobody Gon' Rock With You

cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)

[50 Cent] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

g-Unit!!!



somebody Tell Me What This World Comin' To

why They Go Get They Metal Detector's When We Come Through

yah, I Know We Got Beef, And Niggas Say They Wanna Kill Us

but You Can't Get Mad, Cuz The Whole World Feel Us

do The Math, Half Of These Niggas Lying In They Rhymes

they Don't Even Read The Paper Work, Just Sign On The Line

i Got A 9, And A Heart To Go Get Mine

and I'll Be God Damn, If I Take A Loss This Time

i'm Fishline, In The Water, Nibble Only To Get Caught

may I Take Ya' Order Yah, I Can Get It In New York

see The Streets Know, This Nigga Here'll Let The Heat Go

be Low, Don't Be No Muthafuckin' Hero

a Kilo'll Get A Nigga Whole Click Killed

you Ain't Gotta Spend Shit, Niggas'll Hustle Up A Mill

when You Live With All The Roaches, You Kill All The Rats

and The Thugs, That Ain't Focused, Get They Head Cracked



you Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

but Nobody Gon' Rock With You

cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)

[50 Cent] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

you Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

but Nobody Gon' Rock With You

cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)

[50 Cent] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

g-Unit!!!



i Know I Got A Dirty Mouth, Bitch I'm From The South

i'm Nuthin Like What You Done Seen Or You Done Heard About

i'm In My Best On The Block, A Vest And A Glock, And The Rest In My Sock

unless I Was Pac, You Wont See Me With A Cross On My Back

gotta Do My Own Thang, Can't Copy That Cat

let Me Holla At Ya' For A Minute May'ne

if Ya Stand For Nuthin' Nigga, You'll Fall For Anythang

i'm Bustin Any Brain, They Say That I'm Insaine

but I Came In This Game With Cocaine In My Viens

what I'm Sayin, That I'm Trained To Go And Turn A Penny To A 20

you Complain, I'd Rather Work With What He Sent Me, Ain't It Strange

how I Went From A Hoopty To A Bently, I Ain't Changed

i'm In The Hood, You Want Me Come And Get Me

feel My Pain, But Don't Feel Sorry For Me

cuz They're Some Kids In Samalia With Nuthin To Eat



you Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

but Nobody Gon' Rock With You

cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)

[50 Cent] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

you Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

but Nobody Gon' Rock With You

cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)

[50 Cent] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

g-Unit!!!



[scratching 50 Cent Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear]