Around the age of twelve, Buck started to rap, and began recording in a studio at fourteen. This was shortly followed by an opportunity to perform for Brian "Baby" Williams, co-founder of Cash Money Records. Williams was impressed and signed Buck, who then dropped out of high school to tour with the label for four years.
After several years on and off of Cash Money Records, Buck and fellow rapper Juvenile decided to leave the label for good and went to UTP Records. This deal later led to a meeting with New York rapper 50 Cent who later signed Buck to G-Unit Records.
50 Cent gave Young Buck a feature on his commercially successful debut album Get Rich or Die Tryin' on the track "Blood Hound". After this, he appeared on G-Unit's debut album, Beg for Mercy, which certified 2x Platinum. Young Buck then released his debut album, Straight Outta Cashville, in 2004, with its follow-up, Buck the World being released in 2007.
On April 7, 2008 in an interview with Miss Jones on New York's Hot 97, 50 Cent stated that Young Buck was no longer a member of the group G-Unit but was still signed to G-Unit Records.
After Young Buck was dismissed from the group, he began to slander the name "G-Unit" in numerous different ways. He released numerous tracks attacking not only the group, but their associates and, more specifically, group leader 50 Cent. 50 Cent and G-Unit also responded with many tracks, including one particular instance in which 50 Cent released a phone call he had recorded with Young Buck, which featured the Tennessee native weeping and apologizing for numerous things. After this happened, Young Buck responded, stating the call was a fake, happened one year prior to its release, and claimed that only police record phone calls.
After a lengthy battle between Young Buck and his former G-Unit comrades, the feud seemed to settle down, with Young Buck stating that he owed one more album for G-Unit Records which would be released in 2009, then titled The Rehab. In other interviews, he's stated that he doesn't have a problem with 50 Cent or G-Unit anymore, but is currently doing his "own thing". He also stated that although he's still signed to G-Unit Records, he's trying to get out of the contract, and he's no longer signed to Interscope.
In 2006, Young Buck began preparation on creating a record label named "G-Unit South". After Interscope was not to be the distributing label, he could not use the "G-Unit" name, which is when he decided upon using the name "Cashville".
After numerous artists were signed, including Outlawz and C-Bo, a deal was secured with RED Distribution. In 2009, after he was dismissed from the G-Unit group, Young Buck began putting more effort into his label stating that even without a major label deal, he will still be relevant in the music industry.
Get Buck
Young Buck Lyrics
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Get 'em Buck!
Okay! I'm reloaded, my bankroll swole, and a nigga can't fold it
I got 'em like hey! Got 'em rollin'
The kush on the way, and the champagne frozen
Watch me do my thang; I got these hos open
I'm ridin' presidential like the shit that I'm smokin'
And a zip ain't shit; I need a quarter p of Purp
Gon' break it down, pass it all around
I can serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
Them dope boys in this bitch, like let me buy that
Broke niggas in this bitch, like let me try that
I need a beat in the bitch; let me call Polow
Mr. Tennakey, I still get 'em for the low though
Shawty, light up the dro; I ain't ready to go
Can't ban me from the radio or fuck up my show, you know
Haters tryin' to ban a nigga mayne (It's okay!)
I bounce back; watch me do my thang (It's okay!)
I got my Chevy hoggin' up the lane (It's okay!)
I'm a boss; I can make it rain (It's okay!)
Now get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Let's play the game; I'm the quarterback; don't stop, homey
I go to jail if I get sacked, so block for me
Eight ball in my corner pocket; it's on and poppin'
Got the whole club leanin' wit' it, and body rockin'
Drunk drivin' in my Cut, dawg; I got my truck parked
Seventy Two Tennessee Titan, like what up y'all?
I'm home, boy, holla at ya homeboy
Better come quick; once I get it then it's gone, boy
First come, first serve; fuck what ya heard
I'm piecin' out my pack till I come up on a bird
Blow the smoke out my nose, pimpin' on these hos
They know me at the bank, love me at the jewelry stores
I play it how it goes; the butterfly doors
On them old school vogues with the chrome on the toes
These fuck niggas know that I will let it go
(I bet he got a vest) no, but I got my tech though
Haters tryin' to ban a nigga mayne (It's okay!)
I bounce back; watch me do my thang (It's okay!)
I got my Chevy hoggin' up the lane (It's okay!)
I'm a boss; I can make it rain (It's okay!)
Now get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Yeah, you know what it is
How we do the damn thang down here
Nigga, what you workin' with?
Yeah, hey, my nigga
Now don't be in the club throwin' ya rent money
Be broke in the mornin'
Have us laughin' at ya broke ass
Yeah, where my dope boys at?
Yeah, shawty, I see you!
Now pick up that god damn money!
Hey! Let's go!
The song "Get Buck" by Young Buck is an energetic and aggressive hip-hop track that showcases his lyricism and style. The opening bars of the song establishes the tone as he proclaims "Okay! I'm reloaded, my bankroll swole, and a nigga can't fold it." He goes on to boast about his riches and success. The first verse of the song is a display of his confidence as he raps about his luxurious lifestyle and his ability to get women. He also mentions the drugs that he uses and how much he makes from selling them.
In the chorus, Young Buck encourages listeners to "Get Buck" and participate in his lifestyle. He asserts his dominance by repeating "Watch me do my thang", emphasizing that he is the leader in this lifestyle. The second verse continues in a similar vein as the first, with more emphasis on his power and control. He boasts about being a football quarterback and compares it to his position in the drug game. He also mentions other rappers and how he can beat them in a competition.
Overall, the song is a celebration of Young Buck's success and domination in the street game. He exhibits his opulence and power while simultaneously encouraging his listeners to follow his lead.
Line by Line Meaning
Okay! I'm reloaded, my bankroll swole, and a nigga can't fold it
I'm back and ready to go. I have a lot of money and I won't lose it.
I got 'em like hey! Got 'em rollin'
I have everyone's attention and they're excited.
The kush on the way, and the champagne frozen
We're getting high and drinking cold champagne.
Watch me do my thang; I got these hos open
I'm showing off and the women are impressed.
I'm ridin' presidential like the shit that I'm smokin'
I'm feeling good and powerful like the president.
Water wit' the work, Patron on my shirt
I have drugs and alcohol with me and it's no big deal.
And a zip ain't shit; I need a quarter p of Purp
I need more drugs than I already have.
Gon' break it down, pass it all around
I'm going to share it with everyone.
I can serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
I have a lot of drugs and I could sell them to famous people.
Them dope boys in this bitch, like let me buy that
Drug dealers want to purchase drugs from me.
Broke niggas in this bitch, like let me try that
Poor people also want to try my drugs.
I need a beat in the bitch; let me call Polow
I need a music producer to give me a good beat, so I'll call Polow.
Mr. Tennakey, I still get 'em for the low though
I still get drugs for cheap from my supplier.
Shawty, light up the dro; I ain't ready to go
Someone light up the drugs, I'm not ready to leave yet.
Can't ban me from the radio or fuck up my show, you know
I'm successful and nothing can stop me.
Haters tryin' to ban a nigga mayne (It's okay!)
Some people don't like me, but I don't care.
I bounce back; watch me do my thang (It's okay!)
I always recover and come back stronger.
I got my Chevy hoggin' up the lane (It's okay!)
I'm driving a big car and it's okay.
I'm a boss; I can make it rain (It's okay!)
I have a lot of money and can spend it.
Now get buck, bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Everyone, get ready to have a good time and watch me perform.
Let's play the game; I'm the quarterback; don't stop, homey
I'm in control and will keep going.
I go to jail if I get sacked, so block for me
If I get caught, I'll go to prison, so help me avoid that.
Eight ball in my corner pocket; it's on and poppin'
I'm ready to play pool and have a good time.
Got the whole club leanin' wit' it, and body rockin'
Everyone is dancing and enjoying themselves.
Drunk drivin' in my Cut, dawg; I got my truck parked
I'm driving drunk and have left my truck parked somewhere.
Seventy Two Tennessee Titan, like what up y'all?
I have a nice, expensive car and people are recognizing it.
I'm home, boy, holla at ya homeboy
I'm from this area and people know me.
Better come quick; once I get it then it's gone, boy
If you want something from me, you better hurry before it's gone.
First come, first serve; fuck what ya heard
I'll give things to whoever gets here first, no matter what rumors they've heard.
I'm piecin' out my pack till I come up on a bird
I'm selling small portions of my drugs until I can sell a larger amount.
Blow the smoke out my nose, pimpin' on these hos
I'm smoking and feeling cool while hanging out with women.
They know me at the bank, love me at the jewelry stores
People recognize me and I enjoy spending my money.
I play it how it goes; the butterfly doors
I live my life as it happens, and I have nice car doors.
On them old school vogues with the chrome on the toes
My car has old-fashioned rims with chrome detailing.
These fuck niggas know that I will let it go
People know I'm not afraid to use my gun.
(I bet he got a vest) no, but I got my tech though
People may think I'm wearing a bulletproof vest, but I'm carrying a gun instead.
Yeah, you know what it is
You know who I am and what I'm about.
How we do the damn thang down here
This is how we do things where I'm from.
Nigga, what you workin' with?
What do you have to offer?
Now don't be in the club throwin' ya rent money
Don't spend all your money at the club.
Be broke in the mornin'; have us laughin' at ya broke ass
Don't spend so much money that you're broke the next day and people laugh at you.
Yeah, where my dope boys at?
I'm looking for other drug dealers.
Yeah, shawty, I see you!
I see and am interested in a woman.
Now pick up that god damn money!
Collect the money on the floor.
Hey! Let's go!
Come on, let's get moving.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: JAMAL F. JONES, DAVID DARNELL BROWN, TIMOTHY CLAYTON, ELVIS L. JR. WILLIAMS, ZACHARY ANSON WALLACE
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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