Текст песни: Young Buck - I`ll Be Back
[Verse 1]
As the world turn, let tha weed burn
I need mine and I know dat you need yours
Shit ain`t all good but tha hood still got my back
And believe dat I got my strap (Get `Em Buck!!)
I don`t wanna hear bout tha shit you`ve been thru
Niggas all know bout the {?}
You ain`t got to sit to me if it offends you
But come thru, show me love and I`ll defend you (Owh!)
See me on tha news, be like: "Damn dat`s ugly"
So like `Pac sayd: "Only God can judge me"
Six rocks left `till my packets gon` (Yeaaahh)
On tha block by myself I ain`t got no home
Niggas gittin` at my bitch in tha club
Tellin` her to holla soon as I`m locked up
So damnit it`s on me now, I can make `em famous (Whudd!)
By standin` by a nigga labeled "Armed & Dangerous"
But don`t no body really see tha picture
And do ya see ya momma face starrin` at some tissue?
I made my mind up befo` I got a record deal
You can make fake money, but tha respect is real
[Hook]
Even if I did they gon` say I didn`t
Even if I ain`t they gon` say I`m wit` it
We hustle all nite out here trynnah git it (C`monn)
So even if I gotta lay down fo` a minute (Owh!)
I be back.. (Same ol` nigga) I be back.. (Whudd)
(Just got a lil` bigga) I be back, (C`monn)
(One mo` time) I be back, (Fo`sho)
To git what`s mine
[Verse 2]
Day dreamin`, thankin` where they gon` send me (Huh!)
I`m doin` bout a hunned in dis {?}
And they don`t see me sweat, so I smile thru it all (Yuh!)
I see tha blue lights but I`m thankin` "Hayell no" (Nooo!)
I wanna do right, but they tell me dat I`m wrong
Fo` doin` 35 in durrty speed zone (Dayum)
I should`ve called 50, tell him I`m pulled ova (Nah!)
But he know I`m strap`d and he know I ain`t soba
So lemme take a deep breathe, put my seatbelt on
When he walks to tha car, holla back - we gone
I gotta case pinned on me and I`m out on bars
So he gon` have his trynnah handcuff my arms
And he gon` have 20 niggas trynnah do him wrong
When only he had to do is sit back and be gon`
Fuck tha D.E.A. and tha Feds
Git money mothafucka, you can sleep when ya dead (Yuh!)
[Hook]
Even if I did they gon` say I didn`t
Even if I ain`t they gon` say I`m wit` it (Yuh!)
We hustle all nite out here trynnah git it (C`monn)
So even if I gotta lay down fo` a minute (Owh!)
I be back.. (Same ol` nigga) I be back.. (Whudd)
(Just got a lil` bigga) I be back, (C`monn)
(One mo` time) I be back, (Fo`sho)
To git what`s mine
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[Verse 1]
As the world turn, let tha weed burn
I need mine and I know dat you need yours
Shit ain`t all good but tha hood still got my back
And believe dat I got my strap (Get `Em Buck!!)
I don`t wanna hear bout tha shit you`ve been thru
Niggas all know bout the {?}
You ain`t got to sit to me if it offends you
But come thru, show me love and I`ll defend you (Owh!)
See me on tha news, be like: "Damn dat`s ugly"
So like `Pac sayd: "Only God can judge me"
Six rocks left `till my packets gon` (Yeaaahh)
On tha block by myself I ain`t got no home
Niggas gittin` at my bitch in tha club
Tellin` her to holla soon as I`m locked up
So damnit it`s on me now, I can make `em famous (Whudd!)
By standin` by a nigga labeled "Armed & Dangerous"
But don`t no body really see tha picture
And do ya see ya momma face starrin` at some tissue?
I made my mind up befo` I got a record deal
You can make fake money, but tha respect is real
[Hook]
Even if I did they gon` say I didn`t
Even if I ain`t they gon` say I`m wit` it
We hustle all nite out here trynnah git it (C`monn)
So even if I gotta lay down fo` a minute (Owh!)
I be back.. (Same ol` nigga) I be back.. (Whudd)
(Just got a lil` bigga) I be back, (C`monn)
(One mo` time) I be back, (Fo`sho)
To git what`s mine
[Verse 2]
Day dreamin`, thankin` where they gon` send me (Huh!)
I`m doin` bout a hunned in dis {?}
And they don`t see me sweat, so I smile thru it all (Yuh!)
I see tha blue lights but I`m thankin` "Hayell no" (Nooo!)
I wanna do right, but they tell me dat I`m wrong
Fo` doin` 35 in durrty speed zone (Dayum)
I should`ve called 50, tell him I`m pulled ova (Nah!)
But he know I`m strap`d and he know I ain`t soba
So lemme take a deep breathe, put my seatbelt on
When he walks to tha car, holla back - we gone
I gotta case pinned on me and I`m out on bars
So he gon` have his trynnah handcuff my arms
And he gon` have 20 niggas trynnah do him wrong
When only he had to do is sit back and be gon`
Fuck tha D.E.A. and tha Feds
Git money mothafucka, you can sleep when ya dead (Yuh!)
[Hook]
Even if I did they gon` say I didn`t
Even if I ain`t they gon` say I`m wit` it (Yuh!)
We hustle all nite out here trynnah git it (C`monn)
So even if I gotta lay down fo` a minute (Owh!)
I be back.. (Same ol` nigga) I be back.. (Whudd)
(Just got a lil` bigga) I be back, (C`monn)
(One mo` time) I be back, (Fo`sho)
To git what`s mine
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