Lyrics:
Young Buck's did it,
But not in Cashville, you lost yo feelin' like comin down off X chasin' effects of yo last pill,
You fuckin Daffy Dill, You's
When I die, come back, I'ma tattoo it again
I'm the young buck that let the gun buck
Roll the window down and say: whats up
Niggas get ready to duck'
My
they're people just like you and me
So cut the bullshit out like it was truancy
True indeed if I speak the truth it's fluency
Now step aside young buck as I
Yeah, uh, uh, yeah
Lil' sexy ass bitch, yeah, I'm really tryna fuck
All my G's, In a unit , yeah I feel like Young Buck, yeah
Uh, what I say, hold
for you young bucks breakin' out of the system/
Ugh
Can't have money without Cons/
The devil wears Prada and we are not Lebron/
No money and these
There's a way to stop
Stop moving backwards
There's a way to stop it
When I see you smile
When you say you're proud
Young buck catching bull frogs
stricken people with no view.
And i bet you can't believe this,
they never heard of jesus.
Heard of young buck, lil wayne, and young jeezy.
No one's signing
for the last
Talk of New York, Thoughts of a Predicate Felon, baby (yeah, man)
Blue Hefner, Lloyd Banks, you know
Buck Marley, ha, Young Buck
Curtis
it up
Since a young buck, violent as fuck
Wasn't me dog, the high will do it
I used to wild off embalmin fluid
I sent niggaz to the trauma unit
of a young buck
Got stuck, now you're bleedin'
Hospital ward, is got your reading
Learn about the knowledge of self ya see
That ya mad enough to go
tying the noose up
I'm too hot, if you not, get you stuffed
Get you touched and get you shot or you cut
Young buck I'm just trying to toughen you up
Can't
blew up
Three 6 got a chance, Young Buck kept it real
Now we connected this thing from New Orleans to Ca$hville
[Interlude]
And most of these
Now another young buck wants to be on top
Makin' big money, slangin' hop
The task force tryin' to peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, ya better watch
need help
I get the job done so all you fake rappers, MC's rap masters
Give it up leave that rappin' to me
Realizin' young buck you can't rock that
Now another young buck wants to be on top
Makin' big money, slangin' hop
The task force tryin' to peel your cap
Turn around, homeboy, ya better watch
he's a young buck
I spit heat, Wiz eat you chumps up
To them I'm great for how I make songs
To you I'm probably just another
Nigga to hate on (damn)
But
your young buck
Three-five in every Backwood
I know my lungs fucked ghetto baby
Swing them choppers like some nunchucks
Them niggas ain't no killers
They
grown up since a young blood (buck shot)
Now I'm bussin' off shots (yeah they-yeah they buck shot)
Back in my younger days all I want was brains
All my
to pay us
Who cash out and who delay us
Crash out if you try to play us
Dope Boy Universal, all you can say is
Young Buck move that dope
The future
selber?
Wie wärs mit Alpa-Gun-Buck oder Alpa-Young-Buck?
Meine Bronx, meine Clique, deine Braut ist meine Bitch
Stop, stop ,stop, stop. Alpa, das
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'
Everything sucks, laced up walking miles
Everywhere I go, hater hate on the style
Since I was young getting buck I was wild
Middle fingers up but I
Marshall
Used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain fuck
We the same 'cause
I'm probably about to fall out with a young buck
While I attempt
Marshall
Used to make me a little partial, but here's the brain fuck
We the same 'cause
I'm probably about to fall out with a young buck
While I attempt
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