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Prices On My Head

Young Buck

Song Writer(s): Brown, D, Jackson, C, Jones, Gloria, Lloyd, C, Mcmurray, Clay, Reed, D, Sawyer, Pamela, Youance,
Publisher: 50 CENT MUSIC, JOBETE MUSIC CO INC, UNIVERSAL MUSIC CORP.,

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Why? These *****s want me dead betta' watch your step
Put prices on my head 'cuz I **** my ****, and I pop my ****
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that ****
G-Unit do ya' thang these *****s want me dead
Betta' watch your step put prices on my head
'Cuz I **** my ****, and I pop my ****
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that ****
G-Unit do ya' thang

Some say I'm crazy for signin' with 50 cent
Them same *****s wouldn't offer to give me ****
*****s hate you when you're rich, but love when you broke
I never knew I had so many enemies before
My arm's is open to anyone who want beef
I promise y'all I won't sleep, till y'all layin' 6 ft
G-Unit that's what it is, that's what it's gon' be
Benzino or the source can't hold me

I been heaven sent to put a end to this nonsense
The handle of this 4-5 I'll knock him unconscious
Most of these rappers, throw bricks, and hide they head
Come to our shows, then hide behind they man, they homie
I understand I'm a target, I'm on top
But understand if you start it, I'm gon' pop
I'm not and artist, buck is a street pharmacist
One of the smartest, that gon' get money regardless

My eyes low, hydro leakin' out that Tahoe
I know G-Unit's them *****s I'ma ride fo'
Nah hoe, I ain't stuntin', nuthing that these *****s say
***k the rap, I can get ya' monkey *** good today
Ain't nobody picked me up, when I was pinned down
I'm double checkin', 'for I leave outta my crib now
Holdin' that 40 on me, sunk in the seat
'Cuz *****s feel comfortable when they get in drunk with the heat

I'm ridin' while ya dirty, 'cuz they gunnin' for my top
I ain't duckin' and dodgin', I'm only runnin' from the cops
Spendin' grand by the grand by hundred on my watch
Just got another buddy, and it holds a 100 shots
I never had a role model, 'cuz he was in a box
So I'm up in the club with eather, a heater or a house
Everyday there's another ***** bleedin' on the block
But we ridin' with them burners on, even when it's hot

Yeah, these *****s want me dead betta' watch your step
Put prices on my head 'cuz I **** my ****, and I pop my ****
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that ****
G-Unit do ya' thang these *****s want me dead
Betta' watch your step put prices on my head
'Cuz I **** my ****, and I pop my ****
But I ain't gonna change I don't play that ****
G-Unit do ya' thang

You see these *****s 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 *****s gonna post up, and let 'em get it
Ain't been home but 6 months, and got his wig splitted
Committed to the block, ***k these *****s, ***k the cops
***k these *****es, ***k ya' chain, ***k ya' car, ***k ya' watch
Ride and I die for mine, pop's, and I hide the nine
Swerving over these white lines, wonderin' 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 runnin' up in my house, fool
Ain't no food in my daughter mouth, I'm goin' out too
Just think about what your doin, 'cuz buddy, bullets burn
May God bless his ***, that was that *****'s turn
I'm not concerned with your death threats
You come down here with that ****, and get left wet, mother***ker