слова песни Young Buck - Push Em Back
[Intro]
(It's about to go dooown!) Git out the way, git out the way, betta move. (It's about to go dooown!) Git out the way, git out the way, betta move.
Gimme 50 feet, Shorty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'm bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh)
Git out my way, we ballin' like "Hey!"
I'm throwin' money, I can't take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
[Verse 1]
Ain't nobody goin' broke, e'rybody sellin' dope
E'rybody gittin' money, it's some niggas tellin' no
We ain' talkin' on the phone, I don't know ya, I ain't servin' ya
Nobody neva' heard-a ya, ya fuckin' wit' some murderas
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch
She hold daddy down, help a nigga git rich (Yeah!)
This Patron got me hot, the Phantom in the lot
See this pill kickin' in, and I'm standin' wit' my glock
In this bitch like "Move!" (Yuh!), I need some elbow room
Got me spillin' liquor, why the club close so soon?
Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to +Git Buck+
Gimme a light, tell the DJ turn my shit up (It's on now)
[Chorus]
Give me 50 feet, Shorty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh!)
Git out my way, we ballin' like "Hey!"
I'm throwin' money, I can't take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
[Verse 2]
Cup full of Hennessey, my niggas call it Gasoline
Pussy niggas fill up, then say shit they don't mean
Stuntin' wit'cha rent money, dat'll git'chu killed
See pappy wan' his paper, my baby needs some milk
Bitch we built this city, the dope boi committee
I still got connects to saddle up, and come and git it
A product of the projects, my momma's only son
Made my 1st million dollas, and I knew drama would come
Didn't run from it (Yuh!), I ran to it (Yuh!)
I'm not playin' bout The Unit, and my fans knew it
Now make a lane for me, 'cause I deserve this
I wonder what my enemies did when they heard this (Let's Goo!)
Ha-ha
[Chorus]
Gimme 50 feet, Shorty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh!)
Git out my way, we ballin' like "Hey!"
I'm throwin' money, I can't take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
[Hook]
You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!)
You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!)
You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!)
You don't want no problems, you don't wanna see me (Aye, Aye!)
[Verse 3]
Gotta blunt a' green sticky, and my A.K. wit' me
If a mothafucka hit me, I'ma knock his head off!
I ain't scared'a none a' y'all, Bitch, I'm runnin' from the law (Whudd!)
Put'cha trigga fingas up, if you uh "Knock they head off!"
Pushing weight, all thru the state
It's like I speed up, when they tell me "Pump my brakes!" (Aye!)
If I told chu what I make err' time I flip a cake
You would prolly try to take the same trip dat I take, but cha cain't (Ayye)
[Chorus]
Gimme 50 feet, Shorty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh!)
Git out my way, we ballin' like "Hey!"
I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Aye, Let's Goo..