Let Me In Lyrics - Straight Outta Cashville - Young Buck

Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck 

G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT! 

We keepthe club jumpin' from beginning to the end 

Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again 

We party, harder than you can imagine 

You can run wit losers, or run wit winners and win 

(1-Young Buck) 

I feel attention when I walk in the club 

G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug 

Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub 

I dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough 

I came to ball wit ya'll, pop the bar and all 

So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here) 

If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight 

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She might neva come home again nigga, aight! 

Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like 

Ridin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lightsＪ 

Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin 

My momma jus hadda me in prison 

My daddys a dope. 

Aint seen him in 10 years n a nigga still livin 

Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm 

50 holla get em' Buck, you know im gunna get em' 

Raaaaa! 

() 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine 

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine 

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed 

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D 

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I know you gonna let me shine n get mine 

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine 

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed 

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D 

(2-Young Buck) 

I know im sinnin but im winnin at tha same time 

Took a couple shots from sum niggas tryin ta take mine 

I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa n a tech nine 

Niggaz shootin cops n the hood runnin stop signs 

G-UNIT, The Game! Bitches doin wat tha thugs do 

G's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too 

Move lemme come through 

Aint a pair of handcuffs, can hold me 

I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin to some oldies 

My goals be shinin, Them hoes be cryin 

They handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds 

Just left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami 

Helpin Yayo watchin Eminem perform at the Grammys 

Niggaz like Eric Benet, prolly cant stand me 

I know money will make Halle Berry come outa them panties 

Bitch! 

(Bridge) 

Ya'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in) 

() 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine 

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine 

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed 

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine 

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine 

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed 

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D 

(3-Young Buck) 

Bet ya I can make them bounce back 

Teach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah) 

Now where ya hood at? Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do 

Who want beef, I aint come for no name callin 

Dont be mad cuz we is n you aint ballin' (get money) 

Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks 

Can't spend ya whole life payin on ya car note 

It's alright if you still on the block boy 

See imma cold young thug, not a hot boy 

You know I do this for the streets, n my peeps thas behind bars 

As soon as they come home, I'll go n buy them all cars 

Young Buck! 

() 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine 

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine 

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed 

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine 

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine 

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed 

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D 

(-50 cent) 

We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end 

Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again 

We party, harder than you can imagine 

You can run wit losers, or run wit winners and win