I had a feeling niggas was gonna be with the shit,
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I had a feeling niggas was gonna be with the shit,
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Cause it was drive me
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Nigga you take what you can get or you gonna sit there and just die
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Learned long time ago, get your money never mind the hoe
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Got 10 years invested in your bitch naked dick down her throat
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Catch me dirty and trappin up till something occurs
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And then it's spike on my sneakers, red on the bottom of hers
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Nigga don't do nothing but do this, that's right nigga you clueless
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But that's the only way a street nigga can get through this
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Meditating like a Buddhist, niggas cool but I'm the coolest
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Take this cup and I'ma screw this, tryina get money like I'm jewish
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Who is nigga think he is, just gonn fuck all of our hoes
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Put coke all in our city, then just jump up and go
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Nah, truth is I heard it all before, it ain't too much that you can say
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That make me wanna stop it though
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But yeah, I told my partner push, a million dollar ain't enough
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And they know dope out in the streets nigga ain't it rought
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[Hook]
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Big gold chain on your neck and you just came just to flick
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We just came just to come up then go hang in the G
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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You got ice on your wrists and I got money on my mind
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That mean I'm tired of being broke and now you're running out of time
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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Talk to me baby, what is that pussy gonn do for me?
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I'll buy you this bag, is you gonn shoot for me
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All this money coming, honestly this shit is spooky man
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Plus I ain't bc'ing, my key is like I do usually
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Crackers ask me who I am, I tell em all just google me
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Back this Bentley back, excuse me, can you move for me?
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Left all my feelings at my mama's house, came out like fuck y'all
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Erybody buying bricks, erybody butcher y'all
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Lil dude just a rapper dude, don't let em niggas play you
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Ungrateful ass bitch, cause it's the last time I say to you
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Keep twitting all them lies like you really seeing them pies
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And cooking all that coke, you a broke nigga in disguise
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We laughing at you guys, and y'all Columbian ties
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If I told you what your bitch be doing, you would be surprised
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Hey budyy, keep pushing, a quarter key isn't enough
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And ain't on dope in these streets, boy you see that is rough
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[Hook]
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Big gold chain on your neck and you just came just to flick
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We just came just to come up then go hang in the G
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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You got ice on your wrists and I got money on my mind
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That mean I'm tired of being broke and now you're running out of time
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough
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Let me get that, drop it, this shit rough.
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This Shit Rough
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| Young Buck |
