I tried to spare you Young Buck, now it's time for payback
It go, how you from Cashville but you ain't got no cash nikka?
Say my name now that's your fukking ass nikka
Kept your mouth shut and I gave you a pass nikka
Now I gotta lay you down like the last nikka
Buck, buck, buck from my AK-47
This nikka playing with his life, I might have to put him in heaven
Tryna play the game, talking shyt up on the stereo
Prepare for burial, it's when I'm reincarnating Harry-O
And you don't want that David 'cause you love your life
Get my Vibe, when it's war he pull out butter knifes
Motherfukker I'ma show you who the gangsta
All you do is Murder Inc., now who the wanksta?
When Suge had you, you were stranded on Tha Row
Juve left you for dead and went back to the NO
50 heard you on the tour bus and felt your little flow
Then he made you temporary replacement for Yayo
You a bytch, and that's hard to swallow
And you got robbed for your spinning G-Unit chain in Chicago
I call my nikka Jojo to get it back
He had the shyt in his hands, and you ain't had the ten stacks
Picture that, I thought we was G-Unit
Then you ran and told 50 that I did that shyt
Ask C-Murder, the boy ain't hard to find
I told Monica when I catch him The Boy is Mine
Take one shot of Brandy and pop
Watch his panties drop, when I run inside the Candy Shop
fukk you, 50, Banks, Yayo, and the cops
And Olivia, I mean for a man she hot