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Bang Bang
Bang Bang
I Shot You Down, Bang Bang
You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang
That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang
I
Used To Shoot You Down
[Young Buck:]
Don't Nobody Wanna Die, But Everybody Wanna Ball
Somebody Gotta Go, When
Them Killa's Call
You Know It's In Us All, You Just Gotta Find It And Use It
You Can Get Away With It, If You Don't
Abuse It
The Streets Talk, The Beats Mark, Cuz That Heat Comin'
And If They Know That You Did It, You Better Keep Runnin'
I
Think I See Sumthin, There Go My Enemy
Only Lord Knows Where This Nigga F'nd To Be
Tennakee, Still The Price Is As Real
If You Look It
Might Give It To You For 5, Depend On If I Took It
Nigga Anything Goes, My Shop Never Close
From The
Nickels And The Dimes To The Whole Kilo
The Real Niggas Feel Me, The Haters Wanna Kill Me
But I'm Holdin' Down My City,
Me And This 9 Milli
While Your Throwin' Bricks, And Hidin' Ya Heads
Homie, I Know Where You Hang
Ain't No Thang To
Walk Up And Let That Chopper Go...
[Backround]
Bang Bang
I Shot You Down, Bang Bang
You Hit The Ground, Bang
Bang
That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang
I Used To Shoot You Down
[Young Buck:]
Now All The Gangsta's Pray
Lord,
Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me
Lord, Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody
Out There Gotta Feel Me
Just Think If I Ain't Empty The Clip, And He Killed Me
Would I Still Be Livin'?, Would My
Homeboy's Miss Me?
How Many Niggas Bust They Gun When They Have To?
Don't Need No Ski Mask When It's Time To Get At
You
I'm Glad You Done Seen What It Look Like When We LeftBrain Fragments From Shot-Gun Blasts'll Take A Nigga Breathe
It's
Death Before Dishonesty, Dope Deals And Robbery
Poppa Wasn't Around, But That Shit Didn't Bother Me
I'd Probably Be
In The Penitentary
But I Played The Cards, The Dead Lord Sent To Me
The Whole Truth, I Use This Booth To Speak To My
Thug Niggas
Why You Mad At Me? The Government's The Drug Dealers
Before I Let This Police Kid Harass Me
This Rookie
Ass Cop Gon' Have To Blast Me
He Asked Me For Identification, I Looked At Him And Laughed
He Made A Move And I Heard
A Blast
Thats What You Get, Bitch
[Backround]
Bang Bang
I Shot You Down, Bang Bang
You Hit The Ground,
Bang Bang
That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang
I Used To Shoot You Down
[Young Buck:]
Now All The Gangsta's Pray
Lord,
Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me
Lord, Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody
Out There Gotta Feel Me
It's Goin Down Around Here Nigga
Get Ya Muthafuckin Head Bust
Them Muthafuckin Street
Lights Go Out
And Them Real Niggas Come Out
All The Bitch Niggas Go In The House
Just Not A Game, Man
Don't Fuck
Around And Lose Your Brain
And Hey, All My Real Niggas Pray
Lord, Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody
Out There Gotta Feel Me
Lord, Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me
Lord, Forgive
Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me
Lord, Forgive Me
But He Tried To Kill Me
Somebody
Out There Gotta Feel Me
BLACK GLOVES
Young Buck:
Walk Through A Nigga Block, 2 Glocks, 2 Tecks, 2 2-3's
Give A Nigga What He
Really Want, When Bitch Niggas Don't Want Beef
Bitch Niggas Don't Know Me, Wait Till A Nigga Get In Range
Hate When
A Nigga Wanna Run His Mouth, And Live His Life In Pain
We Ain't Even Used To This, Talk And Where The Gun Shots At?
Loose
Lips Sank Ships, Ya'll Niggas Didn't Even Pop Back
Oh Lord, I Swore, If Any Muthafucka Holla My Name
Im Raw, Spelled
Backwards, That's What I'm Gon' Bring
Banks, What A Nigga Think?, We Ain't Got Guns
No Troops, Everything Bulletproof,
Sniper's Layin' Down On The Roof
Stash Box In The Coupe Nigga, I'm Tellin' You The Truth Nigga
Raise Them Lil Bitty
Boys, All They Do Is Come Shoot Niggas
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt, Black Pants
Blue Steel, Blue Vest
He
Dead, You Next
Put A Couple Holes In A Hoe
Let A Nigga Know He 'Bout To Go
Put The Pump Right To His Throat
Bet
He Won't Talk No More
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt, Black Pants
Blue Steel, Blue Vest
He Dead, You
Next
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt, Black Pants
Blue Steel, Blue Vest
He Dead, You Next
I'm Commin',
Through The Front Door, Mask On, Let's Ride
Everybody On The Muthafuckin Floor, Soon As A Nigga Get Inside
My Hood,
My Click, Your Wife, My Bitch
Show A Nigga That You Really Love Him, Set Him Up To Hit A Good Lick
Cops Comin', I'm
Not Runnin, If I Do Die, Don't Cry
I Haven't Planned On Stayin' Long Anyway, I Ain't Gon' Lie
Wonder Why I Still Got
Bricks, Wonder Why I Still Got Clips
Cuz Ain't A Damn Thing Changed, Ever Since Young Buck Got Rich
Are Ya Ready For
The Outcome, Why You Walkin 'Round Without A Gun
Shit Real, Till A Nigga Get Killed, Then You Wanna Run And Get One
Fuck
That! I'm Callin' Out Names, Ja Rule, Ya'll Lose
I Don't Even Care How It Started, Fuck Me?, Fuck You!
Wait Till Yayo
Get Home, We Gon' Really Get These Niggas Gone
But For Now Nigga, Hold On, Im'a Show You How To Break A Bone
Cashville,
Tennekee Nigga!, We Thug You Knew It
New York, We Here, For Life, G-Unit!
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt,
Black Pants
Blue Steel, Blue Vest
He Dead, You Next
Black Gloves, Black Mask
Black Shirt, Black Pants
Blue
Steel, Blue Vest
He Dead, You Next
50 Cent:
Yeahhhh, Young Buck Nigga, Cashville, Tennessee Nigga
From Your
Hood To My Hood Muthafucka, New York City Nigga, Haha
Real Shit Nigga, It's All Good Nigga, Haha, It's All Hood Nigga
"Welcome To The South"
(feat. Lil' Flip & David Banner)
[Young
Buck:]
Young Buck, Lil Flip, David Banner c'mon
G-Unit In This Bitch, G-Unit In This Bitch
The Dirty, Dirty
Show
'Em How The South Do
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We
Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
Working This Wood
Wheel, Ya'll Don't Know How Good It Feel
Just Come To Cashville, Ya'll Gon See How Hood It Is
We In The Projects, Cookin'
Chikens In The Kitchen
We Goto Prison, But Get Out And Go Back To Get In It
Your Hood Ain't No Harder Than Mine, Bitch,
We All Thuggin'
We Fight In Clubs, Hit The Parkin Lot, And Start Bustin'
I Know I'm Country, I Cant Help It I'm From
Tennessee
I'm Throwin' Up This Hennisey, And Blowin Up My Enemies
Ya'll Niggas Remember Me? Not Because The Bird's Tennekee
But
Young Buck Been A G', I Give A Fuck Who You Be Boy
I Want In On Everything, A Dime Bag, If So Come See Me For It
To
Be A Star, All You Need Is A Pyrex Jar
Some Soldiers, And Some Baking Soda, You Can Buy That Car
Gold Grills, Coupe'
Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What
We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
[David Banner:]
I Swear On The Soul's Of Our Dead
Cousin's
I Ain't Fuckin, Man I'm Commin Ak 40's Bustin',
7's And Mack 11's
I Told 'Em All I Ain't No Hoe
But Niggas
Don't Listen Till You Kick A Nigga,
Smack Him With That Callico
I'm Tryin To Stay In Gods Plan
But I Hadta Show
These Faggots That Your Fuckin With A Man, Ya Bitch!
I Left Them Niggas Needin'Path
And Ya'll Probly Won't Live To See
This Weekend,
Gotta Go, Gotta Go, FUckin Mash Out
I Hit The Dro' A Lil More And Then I Pass Out
Crashin' The H2,
Bitches I Hate You
Now U Keep Talkin Shit, I Kidnap And Ducktape You
Let Them Faggots Rape You
Then It's Back To
Mississippi, If Ya Boys Want Revenge
Tell Them Bitches Come And Get Me
Cuz I Was Born In This Bitch To Die
I'm In
Queens, In Your 'Lac, With Your Bitch, Gettin' High
[Young Buck:]
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On
22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On
Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
[Lil Flip:]
I'm The King, It Ain't No Mystery, So Fuck Ya'll Niggas
Dissin' Me
I'm Goin' Down In History, I'm Leavin' With A Victory
Yo' Baby Momma Kissin' Me, Talkin' 'Bout She Missin'
Me
Since I'm A Star, When I Hit The Door, They Never Friskin' Me
Cuz I Pack A Pack A Pound, Just Ask Around, Like 50
"I'll Back You Down"
Run To Ya' Crib And Snach Ya' Pounds, Everybody On The Ground
You Know My Niggas Hold Me Down,
What Goes Around Comes Around
I Represent H-Town, Still Run The Underground
With Bricks On The Greyhound, Spree's On
My Escalade
I'm Glad I Made It Out The Game, It Gotta Be A Better Way
Now We Gettin' Cheeda', Now We On Another Level
It's
Clover G And G-Unit, Young Buck, Shut 'Em Down
[Young Buck:]
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The
Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of
G-Unit, Welcome To The South
Gold Grills, Coupe' Devilles Sittin On 22's
The Dirty, Dirty Baby
Show 'Em How The South
Do
We Pop Pills, Shoot To Kill, You Know What We 'Bout
And On Behalf Of G-Unit, Welcome To The South
"Do It Like Me"
[Young Buck:]
All My Thugs And Thugets
Walk Where
I Walk, See What I See
Now I Welcome You All To Cashville, Tennekee
All My Life, I Hustle'd All Night
Now I'm Alright,
My Wrist Is All Ice
And I Did It All, Without Ya'll Advice
I Done Been To Hell And Back, Twice
You Cant Do It
Like Me!
Now As The World Turns, I Let My Bud Burn
Police Writin' Down My Tags, Like Im Con'cerned
I Graduated
From The Nickels And Dimes
You Need The F.E.D.'s Bitch, To Come Get Mine
Get On The Grind Hoe, And Stay The Fuck Up
Outta Mine Fo'
The Kid's Find Daddy Lay'd Out With His Eyes Closed
I Know, Can't Be Humble In The Jungle
Give A Nigga
An Inch, He'll Take A Whole Mile From Ya'
So I Bust First, Fuck This Earth Nigga
Whats Worse? Wakin' Up In The Pen,
Or Sleepin' Up Under The Dirt
Boo Yow! Is The Sound Of The 40 Cal.
Ak's Bananna Clips Hold A 100 Rounds
Test Me,
Rude Boy Don't Want None
Got Jamacan's And Hesian's Buck, Buck, Buckin' They Gun
Where The Hood At? Nigga, That's Where
I Come From
Where Shoot Dice, Snort White, Sell Crack And Heroine
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But
Nobody Gon' Rock With You
Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second
Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
Cuz You Can't
Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
G-UNIT!!!
Somebody
Tell Me What This World Comin' To
Why They Go Get They Metal Detector's When We Come Through
Yah, I Know We Got Beef,
And Niggas Say They Wanna Kill Us
But You Can't Get Mad, Cuz The Whole World Feel Us
Do The Math, Half Of These Niggas
Lying In They Rhymes
They Don't Even Read The Paper Work, Just Sign On The Line
I Got A 9, And A Heart To Go Get Mine
And
I'll Be God Damn, If I Take A Loss This Time
I'm Fishline, In The Water, Nibble Only To Get Caught
May I Take Ya' Order?
Yah, I Can Get It In New York
See The Streets Know, This Nigga Here'll Let The Heat Go
Be Low, Don't Be No Muthafuckin'
Hero
A Kilo'll Get A Nigga Whole Click Killed
You Ain't Gotta Spend Shit, Niggas'll Hustle Up A Mill
When You Live
With All The Roaches, You Kill All The Rats
And The Thugs, That Ain't Focused, Get They Head Cracked
You Can Walk
Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like
Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But
Nobody Gon' Rock With You
Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second
Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
G-UNIT!!!
I Know I Got A Dirty Mouth, Bitch I'm From The South
I'm Nuthin Like What
You Done Seen Or You Done Heard About
I'm In My Best On The Block, A Vest And A Glock, And The Rest In My Sock
Unless
I Was Pac, You Wont See Me With A Cross On My Back
Gotta Do My Own Thang, Can't Copy That Cat
Let Me Holla At Ya' For
A Minute May'ne
If Ya Stand For Nuthin' Nigga, You'll Fall For Anythang
I'm Bustin Any Brain, They Say That I'm Insaine
But
I Came In This Game With Cocaine In My Viens
What I'm Sayin, That I'm Trained To Go And Turn A Penny To A 20
You Complain,
I'd Rather Work With What He Sent Me, Ain't It Strange?
How I Went From A Hoopty To A Bently, I Ain't Changed
I'm In
The Hood, You Want Me? Come And Get Me
Feel My Pain, But Don't Feel Sorry For Me
Cuz They're Some Kids In Samalia With
Nuthin To Eat
You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
Cuz You Can't Do It
Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)
{[50 Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
You Can Walk Like
I Do, And Talk Like Me Too
But Nobody Gon' Rock With You
Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)
{[50
Cent:] Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear}
G-UNIT!!!
[Scratching {50 Cent: Hold On A Second Homie,
Lets Get This Clear}]
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Stomp
feat. T.I. & Ludacris
[Young Buck:]
Uh Ohhhhh, Young Buck, T.I., Ludacris
Dirty South, Yeahhh
I
Hear Him Talkin', But He 'Bout To Get That Ass Stomp
Watch, I Get The Club Crunk, Im'a Make 'Em Stomp
We Ain't Playin'
Wanna Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp
Do It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp
Now Where You From? Who The
Boss? Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
Now Where You From? Who The Boss? Im'a Break
Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
I'm Caddillac'n Through The Hood, Sittin' On 24's
T.V's
Playin, Rim's Spinin, Blowin' Plenty Dro
Don't Have To Mention, When You Pimpin, You Get Plenty Hoes
It's All On You,
If You Gon' Trick, Or You Gon' Get Yo' Dough
I Know I Got These Haters Mad, I Can Love That
When You Got Love For The
Streets, They Give Ya' Love Back
Look In My Eyes, You Can Tell I Ain't Never Scared
Poppin' Them Thangs, I'm Rockin
My Chain Anywhere
If You Gon' Represent Your Hood, What You Waitin On?
Security Better Back Up, When They Play This
Song
And We 'Bout 50 Strong, Please Don't Make Us Do You Wrong
My Click Of Gorilla's, They Got They G-Unit's On
All
Of That Mean Muggin' Really Don't Mean Nuthing
C'mon Take It Outside, Lemme See Sumthin
Wha-Wha-Wha-What Now?
Don't
Get Bu-Bu-Bu-Buck'd Down
Stop All This Hatin' Or This Club Gon' Get Shu-Shut Down
Now Where You From? Who The Boss?
Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
I Hear Him Talkin', But He 'Bout To Get That
Ass Stomp
Watch, I Get The Club Crunk, Im'a Make 'Em Stomp
We Ain't Playin' Wanna Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp
Do
It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp
Now Where You From? Who The Boss? Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who
The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
Now Where You From? Who The Boss? Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme
Break Him Off
[T.I.:]
Aye, A 100 Karots On The Chest, I'm So True To This
Task Force Got My Vest, I Got A New
Bitch
Fans Hate And Talk Shit, But I'm Too Legit
A Million Dollars At A Time, Till Im Super Rich
Pimp Squad, G-Unit,
Fuck Who You Get
Ask Your Neice's And Nephew's, I'm The Shit
Real Niggas See The Diffrence Between You And This
Me
Gettin Beat Down?, Thats Ludacris
My Name Rang From The Streets, And Slang In My Caddyville
Nigga Are You Gettin It
Rodney Dangerfield?
No Respect, Im'a Bet, You Can Bet That
I Caught Some Cases, But It's Just A Minor Set Back
And
If I Have To Do Some Time, I'll Be Right Back
With Some Thighs, And Some Tri's And A Six Pack
We Hit The Door, Watch
All The Pussy Nigga Get Back
They Know We Can Do It Like The Road, But You Ain't With That
You Know Who Make That Track
Bump, Like To Keep It Crunk
It's Chopper's Hit Ya Ass, You'll With Ya Got Your Ass Stomp'd
[Young Buck:]
I Hear
Him Talkin', But He 'Bout To Get That Ass Stomp
Watch, I Get The Club Crunk, Im'a Make 'Em Stomp
We Ain't Playin' Wanna
Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp
Do It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp
Now Where You From? Who The Boss?
Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
Now Where You From? Who The Boss? Im'a Break Him
Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
[Ludacris:]
Muthafucka, I'm A Monster In This Game, Similar
To The Lachness
My Rhymes Is Nappy Rooted, Sum Verces Gotta Process
The Truth In This Booth, Ain't No Doubt When I'm
Rappin'
If I Say It, I've Eather Done It, Or It's 'Bout To Happen
When I Pull Up In The Louis Truck On 26's, People
Dumb Out
If Lifes A Crack Game, I'm Rollin' 7's On The Come Out
These Rapper's Think I'm Ig-nent, Love Sayin' My Name
Cuz
Maintainin My Fish Tank, And They House, Cost The Same
Ask Me, I'd Say I Made It, And It Sure Wasn't Luck
Cuz Hustler's
Relate To Me, And Some Are Younger Than Buck
You See I'm Married To My Music, But We Got A Prenupt
So If That Bitch
Don't Act Right, I'm Still Gettin My Cut
My Deals Never Get Screwed, My Contracts Practice Abstinence
I'm Masterin This
Program, Hazin' These Undergraduates
So, Pimpin' Be Easy, Quit Catchin' Feelings
Cuz You Worth A Couple Hundred Grand,
And I'm Worth Millions
Nobodys Thinkin' About You, Plus Your Beats Ain't Legit
So Please Stay Off The T.I.P. Of My Dick
[Young
Buck:]
I Hear Him Talkin', But He 'Bout To Get That Ass Stomp
Watch, I Get The Club Crunk, Im'a Make 'Em Stomp
We
Ain't Playin' Wanna Front, You Can Get That Ass Stomp
Do It Like Them Dirty South Boys, Do, And Stomp
Now Where You
From? Who The Boss? Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
Now Where You From? Who The
Boss? Im'a Break Him Off
Where You From? Who The Boss? Lemme Break Him Off
"I'm A Soldier"
(feat. 50 Cent)
[50 Cent:]
Yeeh...
Im'a
Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, Im'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
Im'a
Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, Im'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
[Young
Buck:]
I Come From A Small Town, Where Organised Crime Is The Rule
You Kill Nigga's Without Permission, Nigga's
Gon' Kill You
We Bang The Rags Too, Red And Blue, That Shit Aint Only On The Westside Fool
Surrounded By Section 8 Houses
And The Projects
A Place Where You Make The Wrong Turn, You're Gettin Robbed At
We All Targets Standin Out On The Street
Corner
Thats Why You See The Lil' Kids With The Heat On 'Em
Police Pull Up, Hop Out When They Can't Catch Us
They
Never Even Get A Change To Say "Park Your Weapons"
Liquor Stores Never Close, The Whole Hood High
Niggas Know When Its
"Roll", The Whole Hood Ride
We On That Bishop And Jude Shit
I'll Put This 4-5 In Your Mouth Like A Toothpick (You Bitch)
The
South Ain't Safe No Mo', So Get A Gun
And Pray To God That U Make It To See 21
[50 Cent:]
Im'a Soldier,
I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, Im'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
Im'a Soldier,
I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, Im'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
[Young
Buck:]
You Gon' Make Me Crawl Through Your Backyard, And Cut Off Your Lightswitch
Kick In Your Back Door, And Take
All That White Shit
Niggas Know What To Do When Im Around
Go Put Ya' Pack Up, And Pick Up Ya' 4 Pound, It's Bout To
Go Down
Buck Back On That Bullshit, He Even Got His Baby Momma Walkin With A Full Clip
Fucked A Couple R&B Hoes,
But Now It's Back To The Hoodrats
They Lick A Nigga Dick And Know Where That Good At
Money Don't Make A Nigga Change
It's
Just The Niggas That Ain't Neva' Had Nuthin Start Doin Strange Thangs
They Say I Must Like Beef, Cuz 50 Got 50 Enemies
But
If They Fight Him, They Gotta Fight Me
Come Ride Through These 3rd Row's,
And Let Me Show Ya How I Puttin' In Work
Goals
The 4-4 Bulldog Small Enought To Fit In A Nigga Boot
So It's Wherever, Whenever, Whatever You Wanna Do (Nigga)
[50
Cent:]
Im'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, Im'a Head Busta, Man I Don't
Give A Fuck
Im'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, Im'a Head Busta, Man I Don't
Give A Fuck
Im'a Soldier, Left, Right, Left, Right, Left
Im'a Soldier, Left, Right, Left, Right, Left
Im'a Soldier
"Let Me In"
(feat. 50 Cent)
[50 cent]
Yeah,
Its 50 cent, Young Buck
G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!
We get 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
[Verse
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, this old nickel enough
I came to ball wit ya'll, pop
the bar and all
So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs
If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight
She might
neva come home again nigga, aight!
Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like
Ridin' in Ca$hville runnin all stop
lights
Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin
My momma jus hadda dream of seein me in prison
My daddys a dope fein,
n i dont really miss him
Aint seen him in 10 years n a nigga still livin
Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm
50
holla get em' Buck, you know im gunna get em'
Raaaaa!
[Chorus x2]
I know you gonna let me shine n get
mine
I know you gonna let me in wit this nine
I know you gonna smoke on my weed
I know you gonna let me drink wit
no I.D
[verse 2]
[Young Buck]
I know im sinnin but im winnin at tha same time
Take a couple
shots from a nigga tryin ta take mine
I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa n a tech nine
Niggaz shootin cops n the hood
runnin stop signs
G-UNIT, The Game! Bitches doin wat tha thugs do
G's, D's, Vice, Lords, Crips n the Blooz too
Move
lemme come through
Aint a pair of handcuffs, can hold me
I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin to some oldies
My
goals keep shinin, Them hoes keep cryin
The handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds
Just left Ca$hville, bout to fly to
Miami
Hopin Yayo watchin Eminem, preform at the Grammys
Niggaz like Eric Benet, prolly cant stand me
I know money
will make Halle Berry come outa them panties
Bitch!
[Hook]
Ya'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let
me in (in)
[Chorus x2]
[verse 3]
Bet ya I can make them bounce back
Teach em' how to stunt,
teach em' how to counts stacks (yeah)
Now where ya hood at? Buck
If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna
do
Who want beif, I aint come for no name callin
Dont be mad cuz we is n you aint ballin'
Gettin' money is my motto
for you broke folks
Can't spend ya whole life payin on ya car notes
It's alright if you still on the block boy
See
ima 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!
[chorus x2]
[50 cent]
We get 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 that win
AHH!
"Prices On My Head"
(feat. Lloyd Banks & D-Tay)
[Young
Buck:]
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin'
Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna
Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
These
Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz
I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That
Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
Some Say I'm Crazy For Signin With 50 Cent
Them
Same Niggas Wouldn't Offer To Give Me Shit
Niggas Hate You When You Rich, But Love When You Broke
I Never Knew I Had
So Many Enemies Before
My Arm's Is Open To Anyone Who Want Beef
I Promise Ya'll I Won't Sleep, Till Ya'll Layin 6 Ft.
G-Unit
That's What It Is, That's What It's Gon' Be
Benzino Or The Source Can't Hold Me
I Been Heavensent To Put A End To This
Nonsence
The Handle Of This 4-5'll Make Him Unconscious
Most Of These Rappers, Throw Bricks, And Hide They Head
Come
To Our Shows, Then Hide Behind They Man, They Homie
I Understand I'm A Target, I'm On Top
But Understand If You Start
It, I'm Gon' Pop
I'm Not And Artist, Buck Is A Street Pharmast
One Of The Smartest, That Gon' Get Money Regardless
[Young
Buck:]
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin'
Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna
Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
These
Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz
I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That
Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Lloyd Banks:]
My Eyes Low, Hydro Leakin' Out That Tahoe
I
Know G-Unit's Them Niggas Im'a Ride Fo'
Nah Hoe, I Ain't Stuntin', Nuthing That These Niggas Say
Fuck The Rap, I Can
Get Ya' Monkey Ass Good Today
Ain't Nobody Picked Me Up, When I Was Pinned Down
I'm Double Checkin, 'For I Leave Outta
My Crib Now
Holdin That 40 On Me, Sunk In The Seat
Cuz Niggas Feel Comfortable When They Get In Drunk With The Heat
I'm
Ridin' While Ya Dirty, Cuz They Gunnin For My Top
I Ain't Duckin And Dodgin, I'm Only Runnin From The Cops
Spendin Grand
By The Grand By Hundred On My Watch
Just Got Another Buddy, And It Holds A 100 Shots
I Never Had A Role Model, Cuz He
Was In A Box
So I'm Up In The Club With Eather, A Heater Or A House
Everyday There's Another Nigga Bleedin On The Block
But
We Ridin' With Them Burners On, Even When It's Hot
[Young Buck:]
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta'
Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My
Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit
Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young
Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But
I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
[Young
Buck:]
You See These Niggas Get Out The Pen, And Think It's Good
Go Get A Pack, And Come Right Back, To The Same
Hood
They Think These Young Niggas Gonna Post Up, And Let 'Em Get It
Ain't Been Home But 6 Months, And Got His Wig Splitted
Comitted
To The Block, Fuck These Niggas, Fuck The Cops
Fuck These Bitches, Fuck Ya' Chain, Fuck Ya' Car, Fuck Ya' Watch
Ride
And I Die For Mine, Pop's, And I Hide The Nine
Swerving Over These White Lines, Wonderin From The One Time
Thug And
I Know I Am, Bird From A Half A Gram
Broke, So I Sold Dope, And I'd Do It Again
Don't Blame That Nigga For Runnin Up
In My House, Fool
Ain't No Food In My Daughter Mouth, I'm Goin Out Too
Just Think About What Your Doin, Cuz Buddy, Bullets
Burn
May God Bless His Ass, That Was That Nigga's Turn
I'm Not Concerned With Your Death Threats
You Come Down Here
With That Shit, And Get Left Wet
Muthafucka
[Young Buck:]
Why?
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta'
Watch Yo Step
[Young Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My
Shit
[Young Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit
Do Ya' Thang
[Young Buck:]
These Niggas Want Me Dead
[D-Tay:]
Betta' Watch Yo Step
[Young
Buck:]
Puttin' Prices On My Head
[D-Tay:]
Cuz I Cock My Shit, And I Pop My Shit
[Young Buck:]
But
I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang
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Shorty Wanna Ride With Me
[Young Buck:]
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Oh You Aint Never
Been To The Dirty, Dirty Before?
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
C'mon Ride With Young Buck
Shorty Wanna
Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get Low, Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let
Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get Low,
Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't
Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
My 24's Spinnin', The Sticker's Still On 'Em
The Same Ol'
Hoes, But A Nigga Still Want 'Em
I'm Parkin Lot Pimpin' On Another Nigga Woman
She Pullin Up Her Skirt, Tryin Show A
Nigga Sumthin
Ya' Car Cloudy, My Niggas All Rowdy
This Heinesy Got A Nigga Drowsy, I'm Outty
Now Where Them Hoes
At, Look I'm Tryin To Take You Home
So What'cha Got Ya Girlfriends, Bitch Bring 'Em On
Hoe I'm Tryin To Break A Bone,
When I Get In Them Draw's
To The Window, To The Muthafuckin Walls
What A Nigga Don't Know Wont Hurt Him'
If Ya' Got
A Old Man, Bitch I Ain't Worried
And I Got Plenty Room If Ya Think You Wanna Roll
See This Is What They Make Caddillac
Trucks For
Let's Go To A Place You Ain't Never Been, Down In The Country
I Bet Ya, I Have Ya Sayin' Ya Love Me
Shorty
Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get Low, Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let
Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get Low,
Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't
Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
She Ain't Got A Brain, The Liquor Got Right
It's Aight,
Cuz, You Can Be My Wife, But Only For Tonight
Get Ya Ass On This Bike, I Can Show You Im'a Ryder
The 600 Coupe, With The Old School Wires
Geovanni Rims, With Perely's On The Tires
They Said 22's Wouldn't Fit,
But They Liers
We Can Take A Trip To The Hood And Back
Then Go And Get A Room, How Hood Is That?
What'cha Waitin'
On Shorty? This The Chance Of Your Life
What I Mean What I See In Them Jeans, I Like
You Don't Know What Your Missin',
Just Quit Talkin And Listen
See I'm Just Holdin Up Traffic, I'm Just Right Here Sittin'
Think About It 'For I Bounce,
And You Holla, I'm Wrong
And Ya' See Your Best Friend, In This Impala, Ridin' On Chrome
If Your Ballin In Your Money
Long, You Can Relate
But All Them Broke Ass Niggas Gon' Hate
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get
Low, Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't
Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get Low, Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride
With Me, Ride With Me
Let Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride
With Me
You Can Bounce If You Want To, Freak If You Want To
G-Unit In This Bitch, Shortayyy
What You Gon' Do?
Buck If You 'Bout That, I Can Make 'Em Bounce Back
G-Unit In This Bitch, Shortayyy
Where The South At?
Bounce
If You Want To, Freak If You Want To
G-Unit In This Bitch, Shortayyy
What You Gon' Do?
Buck If You 'Bout That, I
Can Make 'Em Bounce Back
G-Unit In This Bitch, Shortayyy
Where The South At?
Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We
Can Get Low, Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna
Thug
Don't Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
We Can Get Low, Hop Into The Chevy 4 Door
Blow
Dro, Wanna Ride With Me, Ride With Me
Let Ya Hair Down, You Said You Wanna Thug
Don't Be Scared Now
Shorty Wanna
Ride With Me, Ride With Me
BONAFIDE HUSTLER
50 Cent:
Yeah, I'm A Special Kinda Nigga With Mine's
I Grind, I Get's Paper, You Know What
I Mean?
Hahaha
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's Fuck Ya'
If
You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
They Heaven's For The
Church Go'ers, And Hell's For The Heathens
so Im'a Just Ball The Fuck Out, While I'm Breathin
8th After 8th, What You
Know About That Fast Flip?
Crack Spots, Smokey Fiends, Suckin On That Glass Dick
Man Sham Stay Askin' For A Dime For
Nine
I Tell You What, I Hook You Up, This One Last Time
custody's Comin', Son Is Pumpin, Watch The Packs Disolve
Save
Reciedo Some Food Stamps, We Stackin' It Off
Past That Joint, Whats His Name Son? I Dont Remember
The Haitian Nigga
With The Guitar That Sang "Gone In November"
I Do A Buck 40 In The Rain, Hydro Plainin'
Now We Can Get Diablo, Candy-Painted
Got
That Hydro Burnin', Got The Burner In The Stash
Hit The Hazards, Hit The A.C., Then It Come Out The Dash
If I Go In
The Club Son, And Niggas Start Dumbin'
Start Shootin N' I Ain't Straped, Fuck It, I'm Runnin'
I'm A Bonafide Hustler,
Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's Fuck Ya'
If You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come At You
From Behind
With My Nine,
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's
Fuck Ya'
If You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come At You From Behind
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
Young
Buck:
I Been Out Here For Too Long, I Deserve To Get A Bird
The Fiend's Know My Name Now, From Standin' On This Curb
I
Got Blood On My Shirt, And A Hand Full Of Crack
A Bunch Of Lil' Niggas With Dime Sack's In They Backpacks
Come And Get
It, We Got It, Take A Trip To The Projects
You See The Police, But We Gon' Sell Our Dope Regardless
Niggas Know Me,
From Fillin Up Ya' Heroine Needles
I'm Connected With Them People Who Don't Speak No English
We Ain't Scared Of The
Road, We Just Get It And Go
When You See Them Tennessee Tags Nigga, You Already Know
I Don't Trust No Hoes, Thats How
'T Got Pop'd
He Told The Bitch Where His Stash Was, He Told It To The Cops
Me And Preist Had The Streets On Lock
He'd
Break Down The Blocks, I'd Open Up Shop, 'Round The Clock
And I Ain't Gon' Stop, So Soon As You Come Home From The Pen
We
At It Again, We Gettin' It For 10, My Nigga
50 Cent:
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me,
I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's Fuck Ya'
If You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come At You From Behind
With My Nine,
I'm A Bonafide
Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's Fuck Ya'
If You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come
At You From Behind
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
Tony Yayo:
Now I'm Headed Down South And That's My Word
I'm
On A Greyhound, 'Bout To Move These Birds
And If These Niggas Don't Let Me Sling\
I'm Out There Robbin' Everything
Got
A Brand New Mack And A P-89
Yeah He's A Hustler, Man I Stay On The Grind
9 Grams Of Heroine, 100 Grams Of Coke
12
O's Of Mushrooms, 2 Pounds Of Smoke
3 Gal's Of Dust Juice, And A Tank Of L.S.D.
And A 1000 Pills Of Every Kind Of Exstacy
Hash,
Ha-sheesh, I Bought A '62
When I Was Younger With My Crew
I Had Them Niggas Sniffin Glue
It's 40 Cinnagrams, To Them
Trucka's And Bammer's
And I Can Chef Up A Miricle With Arm & Hammer
I'm A Hustler, Man I Supply The Fiends
I'm
A Hustler, Nigga I'll Sell You A Dream
50 Cent:
I'm A Bonafide Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me,
I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's Fuck Ya'
If You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come At You From Behind
With My Nine,
I'm A Bonafide
Hustler, Nigga Get Outta Line I'll Cut Ya'
Me, I'm 'Bout My Paper, It's Fuck Ya'
If You Play Games With Mine, I'll Come
At You From Behind
With My Nine, I'm A Bonafide Hustler
"Thou Shall"
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit!!!
Yeah...
You Better Kill
Me
50, Lemme Get These Niggas
(Get 'Em Buck!!!)
I Brush My Teeth, Load My Clip, And Go Bust My Heat
I'm In
Too Deep, I Can't Say Fuck The Streets
I Need Some Sleep, The Fiends Still Comin'
Bush 'Bout To Blow This Bitch Up
Better
Get Money, Dead Bodys Get Picked Up
I'm David In Teen's Now
Niggas We're Digital, But They Work Triple Beams Now
I'm
Livin' For Me Now, Cuz I Done Went To War With The Other Side
Lucky Me, Cuz The Enemies Mother And Brother Died
Hot
Shot Gun Shell's And Teflon Chest Plate's
It's Tatt'ed On My Arm Nigga, Thugin' Till My Death Day
Ya'll Niggas Just
Wait, Right After My Court Date
It's Gonna Get Grimey, Like New York Say
Bitch Niggas Horse Play, Real Niggas Gon'
Spray
Bang The Fo', Change Clothes, And Come Back The Same Day
Better Holla Mayday, Cuz We Comin'
And We Gunnin At
Any Muthafucka Want Sumthin
They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill
But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And
I Will
Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel
Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real
They Say Thou
Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill
But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will
Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not
Squeel
Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real
I'm Already Dead, Can't Kill Me Nigga
And Even If
I Do Die, I'm Still Gon' Kill Ya
Im Unfamiliar With Alot Of These Soldiers
I Go Out In The Road, And Niggas Think That
It's Over
Runnin, The Fiends All Puttin Too Much Soda On The D'
You Would Think Niggas Know, Cuz They Older Than Me
Been
Here Longer Than Me, And Still Peace'n A Ounce Out
How Can Ya' Be A Birdman, If You Don't Know How To Count
It's Back
To The Black Gloves, And Home Invasions
Puttin Holes In A Nigga, The Size Of A Gold Dayton
No I'm Not Waitin On Nothin,
No More
Eather You Pay Me What You Owe Me, Or I'm Cuttin Ya Throat
Nigga Ya Baby Momma Know Me, Go And Ask The Hoe
How
I Done Tied Her Ass Up Over A Bag Of Dope
I'll Be Glad To Go To The Pen Over Revenge
I'm Comin' Out The Same Way, A
Nigga Went In
They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill
But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will
Thou
Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel
Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real
They Say Thou Shall Not Steal,
Thou Shall Not Kill
But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will
Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel
Cuz Niggas'll
Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real
Boom!, G-Unit!!!, We On Some Military Shit Nigga
You Better Kill Us All, Cuz
We Commin'
Muthafucka's!
"Taking Hits"
(feat. D-Tay)
[Phone Rings] Hello?
Whats Up, Who Is This?
Yo Nigga, This Murda Rich
Whats Up Nigga?
Whats Up With You My Nigga?, Check This Out
Some
Shit Done Popped Of Right?
Yeah
I Need You And 'Tay To Go Handle It
Aight
I Got Like A Hundred Sittin On This
Nigga's Fat
Bring It Back To Me On A Plate, That's Whats Up
Aight
[Young Buck:]
I'm Not Stopin', Ya
Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe Him Out, And I'll
Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The Bitch In A Coffin
[Young Buck:]
We
Takin' Hits
'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe
Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The Bitch In A Coffin
We
Takin' Hits
[Young Buck:]
It's Gon' Cost, But We Gon' Get Him Gone, Take His Life Away
2 A.K's, We Gon'
Send Him Home
This Is How We Livin' From The Projects To The Prisons
So Don't Be To Comfortible, Bitch 'Cuz You Can
Be A Victim
Get 'Em Buck, Hit 'Em Up, Ambulance Pick 'Em Up
Should've Duck'd, Got Killed, Nigga Wasn't Quik Enough
Shit
Is Real, I Ain't Here For No Bullshit, I'm Here With A Full Clip
Now Lemme Show You Niggas What You'll Get (Get 'Em Tay)
[D-Tay:]
They
Never Seen A Mad Man, Come And Dump Up On These Fools
Get The 4-5 Cocked Back, Gunnin' At You Dudes
Black Down, Thuged
Out, And Masked To Match
I'm Not Doin' It Cuz Theme Pussy Niggas, Bastards Cap
Who Want That? You Want That, I Don't
Think You Do
Like I Gun The Bloody Down, Shit, I Gun You Too
I'm Like 50, I Don't Care If Its Platinum Or White Gold
Soon
As I Cock It Back, Gimme That Ice Hoe (Yeeh)
[Young Buck:]
I'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put
The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And
Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The Bitch In A Coffin
[Young Buck:]
We Takin' Hits
'm
Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe
Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The Bitch In A Coffin
We
Takin' Hits
[Phone Rings Again]
Hello?
Yo Buck, Murder Rich Nigga
What's Up Nigga?
Man, I'm Tryin
To See Whats Up With That Business, Nigga
Hey Man, We F'nd To Bust This Niggas Head, Im'a Hit You Back, Aight?
[Young
Buck:]
Hey There He Go, He Don't Know That We Behind Him
So Go Pull Up Beside Him, And Lemme Put This 9 In Him
You
Ever Seen The 30-30 With The Scope On It?
A Bunch Of Niggas Smokin Weed, That Got Dope On It
And We Don't Leave No Evidence,
Or No Finger Prints
Follow Certain Elements, Cuz Niggas Goto Jail For This
They Say I'm Heaven Sent, I Think I'm Hell
Bound
Cuz I'm Addicted To The Way A 12 Gauge Sound
[D-Tay:]
I Keep The Dough In, Swing The Chopper And
The Pit-Bull Shit
If He Run, He Ain't Gettin One, Get A Clip Full Of It
Thats For Movin, Must Have Been Some Confusion,
When I Came In
Told You Lay The Fuck Down, Or Else These Bullets Cave In
Must Thought I Was Playin, Im'a Let You Know
When I Shoot That 4
How It Go When A Gangster Roll, Murder Man, Blood Bath, What'd You Take It For
I Ain't Playin' Games,
Ain't Nuthing Gon' Ever Change
Murder Put Money On Your Head, Gimme His Brain, Muthafucka!
[Young Buck:]
I'm
Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe
Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin', To Put The Bitch In A Coffin
[Young
Buck:]
We Takin' Hits
'm Not Stopin', Ya Heard What I'm Sayin'
Put The Money In My Hand, And Catch Me If You
Can
[D-Tay:]
Pointe Him Out, And I'll Pop Him, Walk Up On Him And Drop Him
I've Been Waitin' And Watchin',
To Put The Bitch In A Coffin
We Takin' Hits
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