Lyrics:
the place and quickly rolled up.
Bulldozed through the living room, hopped out of the car, and started to blow up.
Buck, buck, and a kabloom, me blew all them
I be all in you like you disrespected space in my lyric zone
I'm like a pit, with a leg in his mouth, I bring it home
Bumpy ripping everything
me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause b**** you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Stayed rollin' and stealin'
was Strange until I made
Me sum change and now they ridin' my nuts-nuts
Tech N9ne's out the window, you see them
KC Killers ridin' by y'all niggas
[Master P]
Represent yo hood, boy, tell me where you from (oh ooh)
We gon get this bitch crunked and we gon tear the club up
Represent yo hood, boy, tell me
this glock right by my waste
I walk in margiela i buy out the store
Natural diamonds, my neck on froze
All of my shootas they gripping they poles
Broke
me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause bitch you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Steayd rodin' and stealin'
action
By seeing it as a challenge, you
Will have converted this negative
Into a positive
Purely by a mental process that will
Result in positive action
next to me
Whenever you next to me
Find a way to bring out the best in me baby
Bring out the best in me baby
Whenever you
Whenever you next to me
Find
smoke it with me, yeah
Then, I'ma smoke it with you
Y'all, we can smoke it all up
We can smoke and get buck
We can smoke it all up
We can smoke
the name
Assed out in the bleachers stay shittin on the game
I suppose what you're spittin is flames, cowards
Know your crew was vaginal, I could smell
YOUNG BUCK- Written performed by IamJStory (Jonathan story) & Ocoats (Richard coats) 2023- all copyrights reserved.
Hook
I been doing this since I
be.
Me put 'em in mud, buck 'em, and pump blood.
Got nothin' to lose, bitch. Ya
Better respect Rip, or ya best just check this slug.
It's goin'
go rollin past
Why you change, it's a cold world taught me life
Retaliation proves niggas never caught me right
Say they shot me in my nuts, out
Made 30 bands in 30 minutes
Before I count it, I done damn near spent it
Put a brick on ya in some Rick Owens
Flow sick, nigga, call it pneumonia
you hear the song so dance
Don't always think I'm tryna get in your pants
Um, 'cause see me, my pimpin's in 3D
I'm takin' you places you only see
you come just bring your guns witcha
If your a busta niggas gone have fun witcha
So nigga don't get me wrong, my niggas
Swang them thangs, bang some
the sacrifice ain't pretty
But that's the price you pay
When you wanna make history
Each night that you step in the ring
You try to be to the best you can be
you on I.G
I'm like son, in real life, people actually follow me, yeah
I'mma keep it a buck
I'mma keep it a bean
Ain't bout my niggas or handling
me dig ya six feet in a ditch and get richer
Cause b**** you were slippin'
I'll cut ya, then rip ya, then buck ya down
Stayed rollin' and stealin'
you be assed out
Puff mad L's but never passed out
And if I'm caught up in a jam I blast my way out
There'll be no lettin up, just straight shuttin
their ears, I got a perfect licking mind
Bout to slide by their crib, point it out and put you down
Take what you want, tie they ass up
Just don't, get,
a whip nothing like the one you’re in
Jet through the clouds, where we going
Fly out to London to find me Lauren
I hear barking, I hear roaring
Popping
swear I'm just passing by don't pay me no mind
Let me gone and get my ass back to where this money reside
You jump in here just to be clear you
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