t know you 'bout to git killed, but I been knowin' Tha nite still young, I mite as well come 'round midnite Just me all by my lonely, my homies gon' sit
I'm doin' my thang [Chorus: Young Buck] You can catch me with the top dropped bitch Police know they can't stop this I'm doin' my thang Big chain with
am I'm doin' my thang [Chorus: Young Buck] You can catch me with the top dropped bitch Police know they can't stop this I'm doin' my thang Big chain
know you 'bout to git killed, but I been knowin' Tha nite still young, I mite as well come 'round midnite Just me all by my lonely, my homies gon' sit
] You tell me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in the dirt just for trying Sometimes I think my
me my world is in peace, but nigga your lying Cause half of my niggas, long gone, buried in the dirt just for trying Sometimes I think my block is
to see If everythin' is alright Ya'll niggas can blow some trees Have coke and some Hennessey My niggas from U.T.P. Everythin' is alright [Young Buck
get this My wodies who totin' glocks, ready to pop My wodies who slangin' rocks after rocks My Big Tymers with the whole and quarter things My hot girls who bring work on a airplane My
The Bronx, it's Buckwild, y'knowI'msayin? And that kid Sadat X born king, doin my thing KnowI'msayin? I let'cha know how it is in my lifestyle everyday
universe, my old town check 20 chains look like a scarf on my neck young money entertainment the girls theyre fine and buck a motherfucka money hall
that Where you at? Fuck y'all [Young Noble] It ain't nuthin but a thug thing Let my nuts hang to the floor, oh no Please Young No', let 'em go I wan'
to sneak a peak in my book Home at hose, overdose the thoughts when he look The forbidden The hittin' zone that I'm hitting Don't play with my intelligence
ya mouth Young nigga [Hook] All I wanna do is put my hands on some dough Reach in my pocket and everybody on the floor See around my neighborhood nobody
me as tough Young girls takin X, she's blinded by the stuff Oh my God, where did we go wrong? Are you doin what you're doin cause I ruined you with songs
It seems as if I got people tryin to pull me down Red broads intimidatin insinuatin and hatin I'm a young buck, keepin on a young tuck Waitin for the
