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[Chorus: Young Buck]


Y`all niggaz ain`t no killers, y`all niggaz some hoes


And y`all act like gorillas but you already know


If the gangstas feel us then 50 should`ta let me go


All the rappers that was beefin they ain`t talkin no mo`


I`ll bust they motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?)


I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide)


I`ll bust they motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?)


I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide)





[Young Buck]


Can`t wait to see ya homie, gotta keep that Nina on me


Haters wanna leave me lonely - but y`all ain`t killin me


Fuck you, ya ain`t feelin me, what you eat don`t make me shit


I`m cleanin my artillery and wipin off these hollow-tips


Shawty like to swallow dick, and she set up good licks


I treat her like a pit and holla - GET `EM GIRL, GET HIS BRICK!


You know if you snitch, what we do to tattletales


Cut off yo` bottom lip, send it to you in the mail


I`m coverin up my trails, I smell gunpowder


And the hood hot as hell cause of 48 hours


All my niggaz tryin to rob a rapper and get a bird


Take his platinum and his fur, get in the back of that hearse


Muh`fucker





[Chorus w/ ad libs]





[Interlude]


Listen to the devil when he open up his mouth


(Be quiet, you can hear them bodies callin)


Listen to the devil when he open up his mouth


(Be quiet, you can hear them bodies callin)





[Young Buck]


Yes, I brought a A.K. to my concerts


So I don`t need security, I put in my own work


I`m walkin with my jewelry, I know I ain`t from round here


But y`all gon` have to kill me before I lay it down, yeah


I was on the news for knockin him out his shoes


But the dude got a son that go to my daughter`s school


So I`m cool, cause I can grab what he love most


And that`s the reason why you see me laughin then go


Pay the bond money, let me get back to the streets


The one man army, a Indian with no chief


I got a bomb on me, so e`rybody move slow


Biggie Smalls said it, "If I go, you got to go"





[Chorus w/ ad libs]





[Young Buck]


(Beef) Is when I see you niggaz on the streets


The barrel of the beretta knock out motherfuckers teeth nigga


(Beef) Just when you think it`s good to go to sleep


I crawl from under the bed, and put a hole in your head homie


(Beef) Is probably what you rappers gonna die fo`


It`s somethin that we live by, somethin that we ride fo`


It`s (beef) so when you see that `72 Caprice


With a chopper out the window like, buck a motherfucker


This is (beef); just know that there will never be peace


This 40-Glock`ll make you niggaz NEVER sell a CD


And since it`s (beef) well this might be my last verse


Cause I`ma set it off, I`m about to blast first





[Chorus w/ ad libs]





[Outro: Young Buck]


HEY! Yeah


Niggaz know who it is nigga


It`s ya homeboy Young Buck motherfuckers!


And I just beat another motherfuckin gun case, ha hahhhh!


You know what it is nigga


Top of Bullets-burg, the world keeps turnin


Dead bodies come up every day nigga


Get out the way! CAUSE I`M COMIN!!

[Chorus: Young Buck]


Y`all niggaz ain`t no killers, y`all niggaz some hoes


And y`all act like gorillas but you already know


If the gangstas feel us then 50 should`ta let me go


All the rappers that was beefin they ain`t talkin no mo`


I`ll bust they motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?)


I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide)


I`ll bust they motherfuckin head ho (who wanna diiiie?)


I`ll bust yo` motherfuckin head ho (I`m read` to riiiide)





[Young Buck]


Can`t wait to see ya homie, gotta keep that Nina on me


Haters wanna leave me lonely - but y`all ain`t killin me


Fuck you, ya ain`t feelin me, what you eat don`t make me shit


I`m cleanin my artillery and wipin off these hollow-tips


Shawty like to swallow dick, and she set up good licks


I treat her like a pit and holla - GET `EM GIRL, GET HIS BRICK!


You know if you snitch, what we do to tattletales


Cut off yo` bottom lip, send it to you in the mail


I`m coverin up my trails, I smell gunpowder


And the hood hot as hell cause of 48 hours


All my niggaz tryin to rob a rapper and get a bird


Take his platinum and his fur, get in the back of that hearse


Muh`fucker





[Chorus w/ ad libs]





[Interlude]


Listen to the devil when he open up his mouth


(Be quiet, you can hear them bodies callin)


Listen to the devil when he open up his mouth


(Be quiet, you can hear them bodies callin)





[Young Buck]


Yes, I brought a A.K. to my concerts


So I don`t need security, I put in my own work


I`m walkin with my jewelry, I know I ain`t from round here


But y`all gon` have to kill me before I lay it down, yeah


I was on the news for knockin him out his shoes


But the dude got a son that go to my daughter`s school


So I`m cool, cause I can grab what he love most


And that`s the reason why you see me laughin then go


Pay the bond money, let me get back to the streets


The one man army, a Indian with no chief


I got a bomb on me, so e`rybody move slow


Biggie Smalls said it, "If I go, you got to go"





[Chorus w/ ad libs]





[Young Buck]


(Beef) Is when I see you niggaz on the streets


The barrel of the beretta knock out motherfuckers teeth nigga


(Beef) Just when you think it`s good to go to sleep


I crawl from under the bed, and put a hole in your head homie


(Beef) Is probably what you rappers gonna die fo`


It`s somethin that we live by, somethin that we ride fo`


It`s (beef) so when you see that `72 Caprice


With a chopper out the window like, buck a motherfucker


This is (beef); just know that there will never be peace


This 40-Glock`ll make you niggaz NEVER sell a CD


And since it`s (beef) well this might be my last verse


Cause I`ma set it off, I`m about to blast first





[Chorus w/ ad libs]





[Outro: Young Buck]


HEY! Yeah


Niggaz know who it is nigga


It`s ya homeboy Young Buck motherfuckers!


And I just beat another motherfuckin gun case, ha hahhhh!


You know what it is nigga


Top of Bullets-burg, the world keeps turnin


Dead bodies come up every day nigga


Get out the way! CAUSE I`M COMIN!!

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