in the way (You do me) Oh I can't wait (Please do me) Don't hesitate (Just use me) I'll give it to you Oh, I miss the way (You do me) It's in your face
of sprewells, man they slippin I'm on factory, with 20 stacks on me With 40 cal, I ain't worried bout nobody jacking me But people hacking me, they just be passing me
through his morgue I'ma fool - Baby handed me my first tool Told me if I feel played do what I gotta do Nowadays I don't play with that K in my hand You
Baby gave me the game at a young age Handle yo businees bust a head if you feel played (fa shizzi) And best believe I done took some niggas off the shelf God forgive me
on his feet Cuz I'm straight till the one put the drop on me Run it through the one and only staller It's a young G, nuthin else than a young baller 4
you knew? You can't fuck with me The B.G., you want me find me In the U.P.T., with the 2-2-3, ready to bust back nigga feel me Here's the fuckin' deal
pull it Chorus: Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? What'cha gone do? Nigga that's All On U Got my finger on the trigga, what'cha gone do? What'cha gone do
they tell me that) These niggas don't understand that he tha man (And on the downlow I'm still sellin' birds they tell me that) First Verse [Baby] I need me
out for 2 twos [Mannie] Automatics, with the static that ya talkin Stop ya from walkin with the Calico, stop ya hoes From playin wit me, my nine stayin wit me
laid out Birds and money that's all that excite me Fuck bitches I'm bout money that's all that entice me President lover, undercover, ain't another like me
To greab the K and let it spray, put an end to a nigga life My nigga TD gettin' high wit' me Out that 13, straped up he ride or die wit' me I was in the
' of condos Maybe I could get a condo if I keep my nose closed [Mannie Fresh (talking)] Keep your nose closed, ya heard me (ya heard me, ya heard me)
wit' a million Actin' bad, buyin' motherfuckin' buildins Get out the way or give your cash to me You see, I bring heat backed up by B.G. Young niggas gettin busy Totin' K
fuckin song finished Young menace, sport girbauds and reebok tennis Nigga know if I got beef, I spin a bin, spinnin Can't calm me down, cause I'm from Uptown Call me
back in me My gun clap ?? start spinnin' and take many Plenty of slugs hit you Can you picture a young rapper Fourteen ?? black master million dollar flapper Watch me
on the scale I can not fail to hit the top of the charts Young with heart I survive off street smarts Play with me clips slide in the K Play whit me I
[Young Buck:] Nigga that's my bitch I don't wanna hear shit She like; F**K THAT NIGGA... U can't do it like this Nigga you are not rich Tell her; F**K
make me feel good Ma you make me feel good Bitch you make me feel good Girl you make me feel good Girl you make me feel good [Verse 4: Young Buck] She calls me
