is a bitch but I appreciate her Let it breath to 'em Just let it breath to 'em, yeah Young mula, baby Young mula, baby Young, young mula, baby Just
going on in the streets man, yo niggas is in the grind Where you be at man? Niggas be bucking Why you never bucking, where you be at man? All of a sudden
eyes, bitch, we get live Bone Thugs-N-Harmony, nigga, Cleveland's thuggish ruggish Niggas still down with the thug shit Buck, buck, bust, let 'em know
carryin' birds on the public transpo Niggaz in the hood that go out like Rambo They hot since 138th had that [unverified] Young Buck, dumb fuck Two Gunz up, ride
doh and shorty like my Never rolled around in a drop top V Like me, like we, YB, that's us Too fast, too hard (Take it all, you need me) Young Buck,
(intro) yeah ha ha millz young money legggooo! (chorus plays out) that's where im going haha uhh aight check me out real quick (verse 1) Yo im going
nigga till I rot Even though 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
niggas better start puttin' on helmets, I rome the streets where there's no peace, relax, Funk comin' in stacks, bullets from gats, So I duck, lyrical buck buck
might not last It used to be about old pimps and macks But now we got the young bucks trying to jack It's a stick up, put your hands up before you get bucked
't stop till it's way past 4 At 3 A.M. I hit the scene Buck-toothed freaks hit 3:15 Pull out with one ditch the other I jumped in my ride and I burnt
knees I testify, not glorify, when I get high, tell all that listen What I see through my blood shot eyes, my peers they die Why, over they set they ride
busta browns need to wise up, before we ride up Stop, sew up yo block, an sew them lies up Once don't trip, twice no grip Three times, will get you bucked
n-gga stepped out of bounds crowd around young?n I got ammo and a lot of rounds coming up in the streets where you not allowed, runnin? got the songs bitches ride
(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
3 - Young Buck] We trapping hard right across from the graveyard I just pray to God I don't have to work a day job Niggas getting robbed so I'm riding
raps. Its the young don keep stars on my caps. Everytime i ride, everytime i slide, suckas start runnin, boys start hidin. Its the young don, im riding
with that bird, and you know we just hooked us up on some syrup, now you know we gone, goin real strong, I thinkin ride far, I thinkin ride long, drop
You've just been cracked, another Smoov Jizzell production Buck and Bun B y'all niggaz can't see this nigga Cashville to Texas We snatchin' niggaz out