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.
Push Em Back
Young Buck Lyrics
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Get out the way, get out the way
(Betta move; it's 'bout to go down!)
Get out the way, get out the way
[Chorus]
You betta move fifty feet, shawty; let a nigga through
If you don't wanna move, you know what I'm about to do (aye)
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back! (Yeah)
Get out my way; we ballin' like aye!
I'm throwin' money; I can take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push 'em back! (C'mon!)
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Push 'em back!
Ain't nobody goin' broke, e'ry body sellin' dope
E'ry body gettin' money; it's some niggas tellin' no
We ain't talkin' on the phone; I don't know; I ain't certain ya
No body never heard of ya; you fuckin' wit' some murderas
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch
She hold a daddy down, help a nigga get 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 Woo; I need some elbow room
Got me spillin' liquor at the club; go so soon
Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to get buck
Gimme the light, tell the DJ: 'turn my shit up' (It's on now)
[Chorus]
Cup full of Hennessey; my niggas call it gasoline
Pussy niggas fill up, and say shit they don't mean
Stuntin' wit' ya real money dat'll get you killed
See, probably want this paper; my baby needs some milk
Bitch, we built this city; the dope boy committed
I still got the nerds to sell it up, and come and get it
A product of the projects, my mama's only son
Made my first million dollas, and a new drama would come
Didn't run from it; I ran to it
I'm not playin' 'bout the unit, and my fans knew it
Now make the lane for me 'cause I deserved this
I wonder what my enemies get when they hear this (Let's go!)
Ha-ha
[Chorus]
You don't know problems
You don't wanna see me, nigga (aye, aye!)
You don't know problems
You don't wanna see me, nigga (aye, aye!)
You don't know problems
You don't wanna see me, nigga (aye, aye!)
You don't know problems
You don't wanna see me (aye, aye!)
Gotta run a gram fifty, and my A-K wit' me
If a mothafucka hit me, I'm a knock his head off!
I ain't scared of none of y'all, bitch
I'm runnin' from the law
Put ya trigga fingas up if ya wanna knock they head off!
Push a weight all through the state
It's like I speed up when they tell me hit my brakes (aye!)
If I told you what I make e'ry time I flip a key
You would probably try to take the same trip dat I did
But you can't (aye)
[Chorus]
Aye, let's go
The song “Push Em Back” by Young Buck is a rap song that expresses the artist’s confidence and dominance. The opening lines of the song urge people to get out of the way because something is about to go down. The artist is claiming his space, and anyone in his way better betta move because he is about to take over. The chorus reinforces the message of the song, commanding anyone in the artist’s way to move, or he will push them back. The lyrics talk about the artist’s wealth, with references to money, luxury cars, and expensive drinks. He boasts about his success and recounts the challenges he has faced to get where he is today.
The song also touches on the artist's compliance with the law, with references to running from the law and carrying weapons. Despite these challenges, he proves his resilience and determination to succeed. The song's themes of power, dominance, and rising above hardship make it a classic rap song offering insight into the rap culture and lingo.
Line by Line Meaning
It's 'bout to go down!
Something big is about to happen!
Get out the way, get out the way
Move out of the way so I can pass!
Betta move; it's 'bout to go down!
You better move quickly because something big is about to happen!
You betta move fifty feet, shawty; let a nigga through
Move a good distance away so I can pass through.
If you don't wanna move, you know what I'm about to do (aye)
If you don't move, I'm going to push you out of my way!
I push 'em back!
I'm pushing people out of my way!
Get out my way; we ballin' like aye!
Get out of my way; we're having a good time!
I'm throwin' money; I can take it wit' me anyway
I'm throwing money around because it doesn't matter to me.
Make the club, push 'em back!
I'm making my way through the club by pushing people out of my way.
Ain't nobody goin' broke, e'ry body sellin' dope
Everyone is making money by selling drugs.
E'ry body gettin' money; it's some niggas tellin' no
Everyone is making money, but some people are snitching.
We ain't talkin' on the phone; I don't know; I ain't certain ya
We're not having phone conversations because I'm not sure if I can trust you.
No body never heard of ya; you fuckin' wit' some murderas
No one knows who you are, and you're messing with people who have killed before.
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch
Check out my expensive watch and beautiful girlfriend.
She hold a daddy down, help a nigga get rich (yeah!)
My girlfriend supports me and helps me get rich!
This patron got me hot, the Phantom in the lot
I'm feeling good because of the alcohol and my expensive car.
See, this pill kickin' in, and I'm standin' wit' my glock
The drugs are affecting me, and I'm holding my gun.
In this bitch like Woo; I need some elbow room
I need some more space to move around.
Got me spillin' liquor at the club; go so soon
I'm having such a good time that I'm spilling my drink, and the night is ending soon.
Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to get buck
Let's party hard and have a good time!
Gimme the light, tell the DJ: 'turn my shit up' (It's on now)
I want the DJ to turn up the music because the party is just getting started!
Cup full of Hennessey; my niggas call it gasoline
I have a cup full of Hennessy, and my friends refer to it as gasoline because it's so strong.
Pussy niggas fill up, and say shit they don't mean
Some people talk tough, but they don't really mean what they say.
Stuntin' wit' ya real money dat'll get you killed
If you show off your real money, someone might try to kill you for it.
See, probably want this paper; my baby needs some milk
People probably want my money, but I have a baby who needs it too.
Bitch, we built this city; the dope boy committed
We made this city what it is, and drug dealers are a big part of it.
I still got the nerds to sell it up, and come and get it
I still have the courage to sell drugs and let people come buy them from me.
A product of the projects, my mama's only son
I grew up in the projects and was my mother's only child.
Made my first million dollas, and a new drama would come
I made my first million dollars, but new problems always arise.
Didn't run from it; I ran to it
I didn't run away from my problems; I faced them head-on.
I'm not playin' 'bout the unit, and my fans knew it
I'm serious about my music group, and my fans know it.
Now make the lane for me 'cause I deserved this
Clear a path for me to succeed because I deserve it!
I wonder what my enemies get when they hear this (Let's go!)
I'm curious about how my enemies react when they hear my music, so let's go!
You don't know problems
You don't know the problems I face.
You don't wanna see me, nigga (aye, aye!)
You don't want any problems with me!
Gotta run a gram fifty, and my A-K wit' me
I have to move quickly with my gun and drugs.
If a mothafucka hit me, I'm a knock his head off!
If someone tries to hurt me, I will retaliate fiercely!
I ain't scared of none of y'all, bitch
I'm not afraid of anyone!
I'm runnin' from the law
I'm trying to evade the police.
Put ya trigga fingas up if ya wanna knock they head off!
Put your trigger fingers up if you want to harm someone!
Push a weight all through the state
I'm selling drugs throughout the entire state.
It's like I speed up when they tell me hit my brakes (aye!)
It seems like I go faster when others tell me to slow down!
If I told you what I make e'ry time I flip a key
If I told you how much money I make every time I sell drugs, you wouldn't believe it!
You would probably try to take the same trip dat I did
If I told you how much money I made, you would try to do the same!
But you can't (aye)
But you can't because you're not me!
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: DAVID DARNELL BROWN, RALPH J. JR. RICE
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