Текст песни: Young Buck - Dickie Fits



[Verse One]


I had to step back and regroup myself, overlook employees


And see how much juice was left cause niggaz came for me


Revolvers to fullies increasin my ki` movings


Soakin game from Baby watchin old mob movies


Two all gold clips, go with this platinum uzi


To keep you bitches losin `round Christmas time when the jackers choosin


Niggaz refusin feel that heat first, shit gets deeper


See when we beef we make yo` street hurt, check yo` beeper


The job is done when you get 911`s


Receivin calls talkin `bout son your lil` brother all alone


My attitude can quickly change potnah


Heads get bust open like Priest when he poppin bottles


No role models to look up to when you ghetto raised


Leavin no clues, stack revenues in different ways


Trade that deuce 57 and get yourself two K`s


Then let a nigga know how much mo` you made in two days





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]





[Verse Two]


How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan


His operation led to destination under sand


Some niggaz playin with me are scared to stand behind their steel


Shake up and break up what was organized for years


Shed tears, when white folks hand a nigga a L


Ball up and fuck all up a nigga mail


Beeper reportin low, when you put in a Duracell


Put it in your mind, cause that`s the first sign they on the trail


Where I dwell, there`s plenty money shit be hard to tell


who doin the yap yappin so they tappin up the cells


When you lived on the hill, was never late payin yo` bills


Now you back to the projects, shit out here gettin real


Somebody lackin they skills and they street smart


Ain`t no sunshine playboy, they life dark


It takes one star, one car, one nigga who made it far


One thug, one grudge and it`s life behind bars





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]





[Verse Three]


I stand all man nigga, though a child in age


I got my own brain, my own ways to go and get paid


Niggaz want you in the shade but when you come out and shine


then here it is you owe `em somethin, but what about mine?


I never signed a dotted line, therefore just let me be


T.I.P. took me under and we headed to the highest peak


I might as well just speak, for the soldiers with Buck


Load your artillery, prepare to put your guns up


You think it`ll get to this, Bowre told me it would


Said it`s all good no more, puttin on your black hood


Still the same frustration that stay beatin my chest


If it ain`t one of these bitches then these niggaz won`t test


A meal ticket nuttin less, that`s what I`m shootin for


And in my quest for chips, there`s some shit you can`t ignore


So I load up the 4, if you want it then let it be


All these fake niggaz tryin to be just like me





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]


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[Verse One]


I had to step back and regroup myself, overlook employees


And see how much juice was left cause niggaz came for me


Revolvers to fullies increasin my ki` movings


Soakin game from Baby watchin old mob movies


Two all gold clips, go with this platinum uzi


To keep you bitches losin `round Christmas time when the jackers choosin


Niggaz refusin feel that heat first, shit gets deeper


See when we beef we make yo` street hurt, check yo` beeper


The job is done when you get 911`s


Receivin calls talkin `bout son your lil` brother all alone


My attitude can quickly change potnah


Heads get bust open like Priest when he poppin bottles


No role models to look up to when you ghetto raised


Leavin no clues, stack revenues in different ways


Trade that deuce 57 and get yourself two K`s


Then let a nigga know how much mo` you made in two days





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]





[Verse Two]


How can a nigga blame another nigga for the way he would plan


His operation led to destination under sand


Some niggaz playin with me are scared to stand behind their steel


Shake up and break up what was organized for years


Shed tears, when white folks hand a nigga a L


Ball up and fuck all up a nigga mail


Beeper reportin low, when you put in a Duracell


Put it in your mind, cause that`s the first sign they on the trail


Where I dwell, there`s plenty money shit be hard to tell


who doin the yap yappin so they tappin up the cells


When you lived on the hill, was never late payin yo` bills


Now you back to the projects, shit out here gettin real


Somebody lackin they skills and they street smart


Ain`t no sunshine playboy, they life dark


It takes one star, one car, one nigga who made it far


One thug, one grudge and it`s life behind bars





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]





[Verse Three]


I stand all man nigga, though a child in age


I got my own brain, my own ways to go and get paid


Niggaz want you in the shade but when you come out and shine


then here it is you owe `em somethin, but what about mine?


I never signed a dotted line, therefore just let me be


T.I.P. took me under and we headed to the highest peak


I might as well just speak, for the soldiers with Buck


Load your artillery, prepare to put your guns up


You think it`ll get to this, Bowre told me it would


Said it`s all good no more, puttin on your black hood


Still the same frustration that stay beatin my chest


If it ain`t one of these bitches then these niggaz won`t test


A meal ticket nuttin less, that`s what I`m shootin for


And in my quest for chips, there`s some shit you can`t ignore


So I load up the 4, if you want it then let it be


All these fake niggaz tryin to be just like me





["Infrared on all straps" sample repeats]


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