[Young Buck:]
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Drunker than a motherfucker tryin' to make it home
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Pedal to the metal with no headlights on
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Hennessey and weed with the shots of Patrone
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I'll have a nigga's dick hard all night long
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The rain can't stop me I'm sittin' on chrome
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The police watch me to catch me in the wrong
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My hood got love for me and when its on
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If a nigga get a word bet a nigga gettin' gone
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You niggas livin' dead when you workin' for the Feds
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You get a little bread then get popped in the head
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A white t-shirt with your face on the front
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Nobody at the church ever respect what you done
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So i'm a give 'em hell
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'Till they open up the cells
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For the young black males
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Twenty five in hell
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I'm out on bail and I ain't goin' back
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Just hope that my parole officer's knowin' that
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[Chorus: Vocal Sample]
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Livin' a little harder
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What do I do with my life?
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Livin' a little harder
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What do I do with my life?
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This ain't livin'
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Nah nah baby this ain't livin'
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Ah nah nah
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[Verse 2: Young Buck]
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The ghettos full of rules that you got to live by
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The metal I use is a Glock .45
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My best friend died and I didn't even cry
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Been tryin' to find who killed him to set him on fire
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The project buildings is gettin' torn down
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They got us in one place so its a war now
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Pay what you weigh don't nobody give credit no more
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You don't know what to do with it what you sellin' it for?
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Seen fake niggas live and some real niggas go
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So I really will kill and i'm hard on a ho
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Shootin' at my enemies killin' 'em all
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I will not sleep I got to find who killed my dog
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Lil Jimmy locked up so until he come home
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Got a wall full of platinum, pocket full of stones
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I'm out here on my own
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Holdin' it down
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And i'm not goin' back my P.O. know now
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Come on
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[Chorus: Vocal Sample]
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Livin' a little harder
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What do I do with my life?
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Livin' a little harder
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What do I do with my life?
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This ain't livin'
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This ain't livin'
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Nah nah baby this ain't livin'
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Ah nah nah
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This ain't livin'
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This ain't livin'
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Nah nah baby this ain't livin'
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Ah nah nah
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[Young Buck:]
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Yeah, now lets ride niggas
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Roll your weed, fill your cups up
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You now ridin' with a gangsta nigga
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This Ain't Living
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Young Buck |