the dope Go sell the dope And (Get that brick!) Go sell the dope Go sell the dope Go sell the dope And (Get that brick!) [Verse 1: Hi-C, Young Buck]
dope Go sell the dope And (Get that brick!) Go sell the dope Go sell the dope Go sell the dope And (Get that brick!) [Verse 1: Hi-C, Young Buck] I'm
my sleep, nigga peep I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get
my sleep - nigga peep I remember watchin' the news, dead people in jimmy bag I got a Nine nigga get me mad And watch me throw up razorblades and get to
to (Shake) f-ck them fires and that (Shake) n-ggas thought that Earthquakes was the only thing that (Shake) you can get your ass popped over the way that
you amped, yo Got hoodrat bitches carryin' birds on the public transpo Niggaz in the hood that go out like Rambo They hot since 138th had that [unverified] Young Buck
Tell the young boys it ain't really nothin', it's lojik Stack whatever you get, don't spend, you got it On top of that stay consistent with your product
a cellphone Never turn on my crew, D4L we made it home We stay in tha trap, tryna get that money up So [Incomprehensible] gone stunt 'cuz he got mega bucks
' that I ain't shit Them boys in the streets on that hate shit Them boys on the same street doin' that same shit Planned to move bricks but it's eight
't know 'em like that I feel like it's targets all over my back Because of these broads that's layin' over my lap A n**** that young ain't 'sposed to live like that
I got the yacht in the million dollar bot Superman armor on the 69 drop Out of every 70 rappers 69 flop I blowed a buck in the corner just to get the
cribs, I look wealthy Beef ain't a problem with us now And nigga you can get as loud as you want, we hollow in the pound And let em think they playin with that
(Young Cash - Intro) Young Cash Brick Squad! We started this brick shit nigga! (Chorus) All I do is win, win, win, no matter what Young niggas from the
the past Nigga don't know what he got, until he passes on So let him tell them that he love them before his ass is gone [Chorus] [Verse 3 - Young Buck
'm letting you know That I get on the mic and go toe to toe Well cool young brother and just slow you roll 'Cuz your arm's too shook to have mic control See I get
like Van Halen, seen him at the tunnel with his skin peelin' Did two days thought he was jailin' You get close, look at his hands That's the same kid that
