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[Young Buck]
I`m sick and tired of these same ol` broke bitches
No job all they wanna do is smoke swishas
Get some money hoe why you wanna watch mine
Ain`t no tellin` what i`m gon` be drivin next time
Seven figga nigga we don`t buy the bar no mo
Pull up the paper work tell the owner he can go
Walk like a pimp bitch
Talk like a soldier
I got new york niggas candy paintin up they rovers
It say 200 but it go a little over
Not the corvette the ferarri testarossa
We can bet on any point on the dice
Pick em up
Shake em twice
Get em girl
Look i`m nice
I`m so clean with my g-unit kicks on
I might be goin` in when pimp c get home
If you don`t like me say it to my face
Just because i caught a case don`t mean you can`t be erased
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won`t you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
[Bun B]
You can go anywhere cross the us
From north to the south east mid to the west
Walk up in the hardest hood ask a nigga bout me
Bet they tell ya bun b is straight mothafuckin` g`
A gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted
Trillest nigga in the flesh you can`t fuck wit` it
Got the german hand guns they shoot 2 2 3
Bust through ya condo n rip open ya knees (rip open ya knees)
My nigga please you don`t want it save your breath
By myself imma ride till no enemy is left
When the middle finger niggas hit your block like insurgents
Theres no deterants from us cleanin` your clock like detergents
Buck they don`t think i am nigga please
Why this pimp i bet they die before they reach their first
Mothafuckin` sale
I rep them underground kings fuck boy pimp and bun
If it`s action that you wan`t mah nigga come get you some
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won`t you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
[MJG]
They call me m dot mjg i mean
I`m packin` some weight
They ain`t talkin bout trill jeans
Cuz they like to talk shit in they uniform
Guess what them niggas still phoney as the unicorn
And i`ll be damned if i run you bust tho
They run outta guns man u so dumb
You faker than a bitch snitchen on the track
I`m about to pull a bun
And bust a fuckin` cap
[8 Ball]
All ball do is smoke weed and get bad bitches
And if ya`ll mad at me for that then ya`ll niggas some bitches
Undercover groupie niggas want them stop and plead
For the last time i don`t smoke regular weed
It don`t matter where we at man
We fire in it up
Security don`t stop the weed from findin` us
Industry dick suckas keep runnin ya mouth
And imma give ya motherfuckas something to talk about
It must be the ice or the money that i make
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won`t you say it to my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won`t say it to my face
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