Let Me In

* first single; send corrections to the typist<br><br>[Intro - 50 Cent]<br>Yeah, It`s 50 Cent, Young Buck<br>G-G-G-G-G-G-Unit!<br><br>[Bridge - 50 Cent]<br>We get the club jumpin from beginnin to the end<br>Go shorty, we back up in this bitch again<br>We party, harder than you can imagine<br>You can run wit losers, or run wit winners that win<br><br>[Verse 1 - Young Buck]<br>I feel attention when I walk in the club<br>G-Unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug<br>Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub<br>I don`t need security, this for .4 Nickel enough<br>I came to ball wit y`all, buy up the bar and all<br>So bitches call ya hoes, and niggaz call ya dogs<br>If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight<br>She might never come home again nigga, aight<br>Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like<br>Ridin in Cashville and runnin all stop lights<br>Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin<br>My momma just had a dream of seein me in prison<br>My daddy`s a dope feind, and I don`t really miss him<br>Ain`t seen him in 10 years and a nigga still livin<br>The same old two step we move to a rhythm<br>50 holla get `em Buck, you know I`m gonna get `em, raaaaa!<br><br>[Chorus - Young Buck]<br>I know you gon` let me shine and get mine<br>I know you gon` let me in wit this nine<br>I know you gon` let me smoke on my weed<br>I know you gon` let me drink wit no I.D<br>I know you gon` let me shine and get mine<br>I know you gon` let me in wit this nine<br>I know you gon` let me smoke on my weed<br>I know you gon` let me drink wit no I.D<br><br>[Verse 2 - Young Buck]<br>I know I`m sinnin but I`m winnin at the same time<br>Take a couple shots from a nigga tryin to take mine<br>I`m back on the block, wit a chopper and a Tech nine<br>Niggaz shootin cops in the hood runnin stop signs<br>G-UNIT, The Game! Bitches doin what the thugs do<br>G`s, D`s, Vice Lords, Crips and the Bloods too<br>Move let me come through<br>Ain`t a pair of handcuffs, can hold me<br>I`m ridin in the old school listenin to some oldies<br>My goals keep shinin, them hoes keep cryin<br>The handle of my .45 outlined in diamonds<br>Just left Cashville, bout to fly to Miami<br>Hopin Yayo watchin Eminem, preform at the Grammys<br>The reason niggaz like Eric Benet, prolly can`t stand me<br>Cause I know money will make Halle Berry come out them panties, bitch!<br>Y`all niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in-in<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Verse 3 - Young Buck]<br>Bet ya I can make them bounce back<br>Teach `em how to stunt, teach em` how to counts stacks (yeah)<br>Now where ya hood at, Buck If you want to<br>We fifty deep up in here whatchu gon` do<br>Who want beef, I ain`t come for no name callin<br>Don`t be mad cause we is and you ain`t ballin<br>Gettin money is my motto for you broke folks<br>Can`t spend ya whole life payin on ya car notes<br>It`s alright if you still on the block boy<br>See I`ma cold young thug, not a hot boy<br>You know I do this for the streets, and my peeps thas behind bars<br>As soon as they come home, I`ll go and buy them all cars, Young Buck!<br><br>[Chorus]<br><br>[Bridge]