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Prices on My Head

Young Buck

Straight Outta Ca$hville

2004

Young Buck:
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang

Lloyd Banks:
My Eyes Low, Hydro Leakin' Out That Tahoe
I Know G-Unit's Them Niggas I'm'a Ride Fo'
Nah Hoe, I Ain't

no drive-by's
We walked over

COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas

Prices on My Head

Young Buck

Straight Outta Ca$hville [Clean]

2004

Buck:]
But I Ain't Gonna Change
[D-Tay:]
I Don't Play That Shit
[Young Buck:]
G-Unit Do Ya' Thang

[Lloyd Banks:]
My Eyes Low, Hydro Leakin' Out

like a ground out
Catch me posted on the corned like a time out
Play the game by the rules never foul out
Bunch of monsters with the gang lay something

like a ground out
Catch me posted on the corned like a time out
Play the game by the rules never foul out
Bunch of monsters with the gang lay something

drunk too

Ask my boys no I not the type to drink
But one thing I know life go by in a blink
So every once in a while I call my girls and we link
They be

frienemy
Yo what's up, see me on (?) tryna get buck
Where in the world did he get that from?
When the bass drop down and he kick that drum
So what's up?

make him go
You just understand she gone drop it low
Low, how much for the load
You got them standard prices
We get it for the low
I be blowing so much I

the rips in 'em
Gen 5 Glocks, extended clips
Shit'll get ignant
"Rio, why your pop look like that?"
It's a six in it don't be steppin' 'round my
Kitchen by

to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if

money that's the only thing
We think of
Big bucks in this car
That's a brinks truck
Big bucks in that car
That's a brinks truck
This is so ambiguous

Boy, we get 'em gone, just by the low (ho, huh?)
'Fore the fame, I was fuckin' them hoes (huh, Foo, Foo, what?)
I was robbin' all them boys with

My Wrestlemania XIV VHS broke
And so did my heart
The entire thing is a mess man
It's falling apart
How am I gonna rewatch Triple H versus Owen Hart

Midnight Club
Mike Amiri jeans
And I got the denim up on the side
I know the bitch she wanna fuck
But can't get the low
Cause the opps near by
Run up

position so get back to where you came here from
I'm serious, my flow is sure to leave you in delirium
Delirious, delicious rhymes, so thank me if you're

blasted off and busted out those songs by Buck and Merle
Porter, Jerry, Chet, and Dolly rode that rocket ship with Charlie
Folks from Bakersfield to Raleigh

dough then it sped up
(Repeat x2)

Slow dough
Never made it in my neighborhood
It's more Jesse Owens
With the owing's if it's paying good
So we be

on the stereo
Got two's and ten's I hollowed out, so that bitch gon' get very low
They waiting by the fence, and when I leave they wonder where he go
I got your

Jesse Owens
Matter fact, pass you up like Tyreek Hill
Doing it all by God's Will
Niggas be playing and toying, but I got the steel
They don't want beef

The money go flip
Pay what you owe
And im collecting that quick
Lotta ice, king shit
Tell by the drums
You know its it
Told yall we would never quit

chains and I still won't go broke (I can't)
I'm a well-known scammer I gotta lay low (lay low)
You can run in my crib and say hi to the Draco (boom-boom,

that good old sew in
Take a timeout tee oh Terrell Owens
I was born a star so I'm gone keep on glowing
You know it's brown liquor when I'm sipping

you wanna get low

I was with my ladies last night
We were doing quite alright
Until we got interrupted by
By some guys
Who said they can
Change our

the 808 drums, the pay to play bums
Throwin' out them bands, vibin' in the club
But you dancin' on the pole, makin' big big bucks
Got yo booty on the wall,