(GUNFIRE) (young buck) young buck,cmon,gunit,(hey yo buck light that shit up my niggas) the south is
Traduzione: Young Buck. Il tuo Hood.
splatters, eatin' up yo shit The loom-loon-loom got your windshield in your face, bitch You can't fuck with a criminal I fill your shit with holes then send your ass to your
funky lil brotha [CHORUS] (I'm just your funky lil brotha) Cause I'm the funky little - brotha (I'm just your funky lil brotha) Cause I'm the funky little - brotha (I'm just your
you do Hey Girl, Girl tonight you can be international [Young Dre:] Oooh.. Young Dre the Truth, Makaveli, LT Hutton, Nipsey International Its mr hood
(feat. Young Buck & Spider Lo) [50 Cent:] yeah [Chorus: 50 Cent] Bitch what you know about?.. Grippin' fo' fo's Poppin' fo' fos Pimpin' them hos Nigga
the hood sniffin' on white lines. You don't want me to be your kid's role model, I'll teach them how to buck them 380s and load up them hollows. [gun
write lines and squeeze nines And have hoes in the hood sniffin on white lines You don't want me to be your kid's role model I'll teach them how to buck
s my name Man I ain't fuckin' playin' I move on you wit' that Mac mayn (Mac mayn) Come off, now watch your chain Fo' I blow out your brains Shells hit your chest go out your
I ain't talkin' about a fist fight, I'll cut you up Yo don't want stitches in yo grill motherfucker, then chill As a young buck, niggas always knew I
a new boyfriend And it seems your little rat turned out to be a mouse This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly south Even Young Buck can vouch
m smokin' more than ever Then smacked in the hood, good pumpin' out my lever I'm a goodfella in a G-unit hood sweater If your bitch give me a sign, i'
steal I'll Whip Your Head Boy, you'll get your cap pealed I'll Whip Your Head Boy, your ass could get killed [Young Buck Verse] I got, its homies screamin' Buck
, you can not fool with this I'm bout my paper, and I don't plan on losing it [Chorus - 2x] [Young Blaze] Hey yo it's still me Young Blaze, still in
my niggas gone ride [Chorus] one time for my real niggas (let's ride) two times for the game its all in your brain man if I had a buck for everytime
feeling no fear More money means more louis carry-on When I touch your city you should see how hoes carrillo Bitch what's my name ace fuckin hood ain
when the Levi's fit Chicks that play hard to get on that Aaliyah shit If at first I don't succeed, then believe I split Can you blame me? Young buck
jewels on all is custom fitted Diamond cut for cut the cluster ups the digits Enough is enough with the trust I hush the critics Buck for buck, yeah I'm buck