Lyrics:
that I need you my Necessity
I know that you for me because you Bringing out the best in me
I bring out the best cause I seen the Worst
I had people that
chick
With my lips around her tit
And my stick all in her clit
Now who she with? the Ryda!
Now you hatin' it
I see that mark buck on my dawg, chasin' it
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
Baby what the fuck
I'm grappling my gloves
Look you in eyes
Tighten them bitches up
You ain't making it out of one
Melancholy
Outta pocket
Belly up
Private jets for me and my team
We didn't bring no clothes, we bought Codeine
Got a flight attendant in the bathroom
Doing dirty favors on me (on me
crack, I'm just what you wanna be
Young, rich and famous bitches can't get enough of me
And they runnin' up on me usually in groups of them
But not just
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
I used to sleep on the floor for niggas who ain’t heard of me
Finna switch up the game that’s for sure
Best believe I aint worried homie
You niggas
and territory issues
By any means necessary, so in your chest I bury two buck shots
so who got six niggaz next to carry
off these wanna be's, niggas they
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
[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
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me
out With me have fun please believe we’re Goan,
Rock the summer out June July August I’m a bring it the hardest,
Billion bucks I’m walking I’m walking
Crib in the hills if that's what you need just keep it a buck with me
I am the best you know what am saying just keep it a buck with me
Am never
bodies and tombstones
Straight to the devil nigga light in ya bed's right
Because ya tune from me let miss due
Strictly nigga death becomes you
So
with my brother Jeff Hardy
You'll never catch me in a party
I'm way too rich for the scene
She wanna feel on my jeans
She popped a bean, Percocet
It
pet her
I swing out this cock I'm gone whoop like some leather
Fuck it's finally time to bring the hook in
What do you mean?
Do you see this ice on my
Long barrel on that rifle, trust me
It'll reach
I'm gon' keep applyin' that pressure
Ain't nobody pressin' me
We walked in together
Cut you off
You deserve the world
But now you act like other girls
Shawty said she love me
Now that sh*t a Blur
Now that sh*t a Blur
Owens on my shirt
Shawty said
he? He buck drunk
Where are we? We buck drunk
Said how you feeling?
I know I buck drunk
I know that Kyd Ace buck drunk
And all of the girls are buck
D.R.U.G.S.
She snottin' that P out that D
She want me to put some of this coke in her butt, ugh
She Russian, I beat up the pussy for Ukraine
Bought her
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