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And bitch I got `em warrin for 10-5, the new nigga in town


I`m the king of this drug ring, just waitin to be crowned


You havin money by the ton, I got thousands by the pound


And the urge to splurge for all you niggaz want an ounce


Ain`t no problem with the product, long as you got the amount


And every bit of my fetti, cause every bit of it count


I`ma roll in the low, rain snow hot or cold


Finish my narcotics and put my bitches on the road


First nigga try and jack, watch murder go kill them hoes


All white, no crack, how I get it, how it go


17 years old, I`m rappin 10 at a time


To me, front shit ain`t punk shit, long as I get mine


And we can get down to shine, no more sellin them dimes


Put 20`s on our rides, fuck hoes with thick thighs


Then maybe you can see, how it is to be rich


You ain`t heard about a nigga? I be servin them bricks





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Nightfall to sunshine, 24 hour shifts


If crime didn`t pay, I`d be still on the strip [repeat 2 lines 3X]


Nightfall to sunshine, 24 hour shifts


Look - if crime didn`t pay, I`d be still on the strip





[Young Buck]


I`ve survived off this cocaine game, and it`s a strain to my brain


to front a nigga a thang, `bout mine he won`t complain


Conversation rule the nation, y`all niggaz know the sayin


Prayin I don`t catch ya wit`cha watch I`ll take ya out the picture


Money run the country, similar to Adolf Hitler


Always been to drugs but see it`s different kind of dealers


You pay what you weigh, or should I say, get my scrilla


Not tomorrow but today, okay, it`s on the real`a


I ain`t tryin to be a killer just a nigga `bout his cheddar


And I ain`t got it, you can`t cancel the bill collector


Coulda been did your rump, put your family in the middle


But I chose to be a man and keep it on that level


Your potnahs done told you about this young runnin rebel


And the load he carries behind if I can`t get mine


So robbin niggaz blind is the way I`ma play the game


Gotta respect my mind and if you don`t you still payin





[Chorus]





[Young Buck]


I`m a 100% for the Presidents


I never been hesitant, to leave `em layin with no evidence


Gotta make the best of this, stack my cheese


Then come back and get the rest of it, transportin ki`s


In the Benz with the leather kit, ride with me


When you hear that Desert Eagle click it`s world war 3


This ain`t how it `posed to be, but ain`t no fuckin role model


Besides people down in hell still want ice water


Now how you livin nigga? When hard times come


can you stand prison nigga, or you gon` run yo` tongue?


What`s that on yo` arm? You feel like it make a man?


Well let me get that and yo` charm, but turn around and count to 10


Can`t turn soldier in one day, the thug gotta just be within


your blood or yo` family, the streets gon` tell how good you been


But see I`m a young nigga {edited} in his face


Since 12 I had a triple beam servin them cakes





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