*featuring Mr. Porter
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[Young Buck:]
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You Know, Growin Up In The Hood,
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Is Gon' Do All Kinds Of Thangs, Ya Heard?
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Some Of Its Good, Some Of Its Bad,
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But The Things You Go Through In Life, Make You Who You Are
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Look At Me Now!
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[Mr. Porter:]
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From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong
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Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone
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And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong
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N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
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I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On
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It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
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How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
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Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoe
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[Young Buck:]
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I Still Remember Them Nights Under The Street Lights
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Fiends Don't Give A Damn, They Want Who Got The Cheap Price
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I'm Trying To Get Right, Get It And Go
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You See People Is Dyin' Fast, And The Money Is Slow
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We Used To Hang In Front Of The Store
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Flag Down Cars To Be A Movie Star, Go Get A Glass Jar
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Once You Cook It And Cut It Homie, Go Stand Out In Public
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See The Work Sell's Itself, If Ya Got Enough Of It
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Plenty Thugs Get Shot, But See Its All In The Game
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Even I Took A Couple Of 'Em, But Still I Remain
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I Aint Dippin From That Same Lead Project Figga
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I Done Went With No Lights, And No Water Nigga
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And I'm Still Hood, That Mean I Still Cook
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Get On The Block And Go Get Mine, Like You Should
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How Can I Be Good? When Rappers Wanna Be Suge
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Suroundin' Myself With Family, So I Can Sleep Good
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[Mr. Porter:]
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From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong
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Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone
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And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong
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N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
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I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On
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It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
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How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
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Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoes
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[Young Buck:]
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I Would Light Me A Cancer Stick, Thinkin How Can I Get
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My Momma Out The Bricks, And My Whole Click Legit
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Lil Jimmy In The Fed's, Its Just Me And Some Ted's
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We Cuttin Heads Doin Whatever To Buy A Lump Of Bread
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The Hot Beat Faces, I Really Loved It
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To Blow 50 G's, And Don't Think Nothing Of It
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We Show Love, But Won't Get No Loved Show'd Back
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Whoa Kimosabi, What Part Of The Game Is That?
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This A Fact, And My War Wounds On Me Can Prove It
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But Look How You Made Me, Go And Show Ya I Can Do It
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I Sollomly Swear To Hold It Down For My Homeboy
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Locked Up And Don't Know If They Ev'a Coming Home Boy
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Time's Keep Tickin', Another Baby Is Born
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Thats Gon' Go Through The Same Stuff I Went Through, And More
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You Wonder Why I Hustle, My Life's On The Line
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My Baby Gotta Have Milk When She Cryin', Come On Da Now
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[Mr. Porter:]
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From The Day I Was Born, I've Been Hustle'n Strong
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Been Strugglin' Since A Child, Now Them Day's Is Gone
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And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It, But I'm Proving You Wrong
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N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
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I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering, And Carrying On
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It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
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How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
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Im A Young Buck, But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoes
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[Young Buck:]
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Now Everybody Got They Hand Out
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Crackhead Willin' Spit These Millions Till They Ran'd Out
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Shorty Don't Wanna Holla Now, Cuz Her Man Out
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But Just Last Week I Couldnt Get It Out Her Damn Mouth
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No Where To Go, Look Like Im Stuck In These Bricks
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Seems Like The Good Die Young, The Bad Get Rich Quick
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Enough Of This Lemme Take You To A Whole Nother Level
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It's Like Stopin The Police From Rollin' Through The Ghetto
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Ain't Nuthing Gettin Better, But The Bills Gotta Get Paid
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That Money Come Up Short Then Them Tecks Gotta Get Spray'd
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Everybody Gotta Grave, We Just Waitin To Go To It
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No Matter What We Do, We Still Gon' Go Through It
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Some Say That I'm Heartless, And Don't Give A Damn
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They Wont Ever Understand Until They Get A Gram
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This Who I Am, Not Who I Wanna Be
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Open Up Your Eyes And See, What These Streets Have Done To Me
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[Mr. Porter:]
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From The Day I Was Born, I've Been
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Look At Me Now
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| Young Buck |
