| Young Buck lyrics
Look At Me Now (feat. Mr. Porter) lyrics
Young Buck:
You Know Growin Up In The Hood
Is Gon' Do All Kinds Of Thangs Ya Heard?
Some Of Its Good Some Of Its Bad
But The Things You Go Through In Life
Make You Who You Are
Look At Me Now!
Mr. Porter:
From The Day I Was Born I've Been Hustle'n Strong
Been Strugglin' Since A Child
Now Them Day's Is Gone
And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It
But I'm Proving You Wrong
N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering
And Carrying On
It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
Im A Young Buck But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoe
Young Buck:
I Still Remember Them Nights Under The Street Lights
Fiends Don't Give A Damn
They Want Who Got The Cheap Price
I'm Trying To Get Right Get It And Go
You See People Is Dyin' Fast
And The Money Is Slow
We Used To Hang In Front Of The Store
Flag Down Cars To Be A Movie Star
Go Get A Glass Jar
Once You Cook It And Cut It Homie
Go Stand Out In Public
See The Work Sell's Itself
If Ya Got Enough Of It
Plenty Thugs Get Shot But See Its All In The Game
Even I Took A Couple Of 'Em
But Still I Remain
I Aint Dippin From That Same Lead Project Figga
I Done Went With No Lights And No Water Nigga
And I'm Still Hood That Mean I Still Cook
Get On The Block And Go Get Mine
Like You Should
How Can I Be Good? When Rappers Wanna Be Suge
Suroundin' Myself With Family
So I Can Sleep Good
Mr. Porter:
From The Day I Was Born
I've Been Hustle'n Strong
Been Strugglin' Since A Child
Now Them Day's Is Gone
And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It
But I'm Proving You Wrong
N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering
And Carrying On
It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
Im A Young Buck But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoes
Young Buck:
I Would Light Me A Cancer Stick Thinkin How Can I Get
My Momma Out The Bricks And My Whole Click Legit
Lil Jimmy In The Fed's Its Just Me And Some Ted's
We Cuttin Heads Doin Whatever To Buy A Lump Of Bread
The Hot Beat Faces I Really Loved It
To Blow 50 G's And Don't Think Nothing Of It
We Show Love But Won't Get No Loved Show'd Back
Whoa Kimosabi What Part Of The Game Is That?
This A Fact And My War Wounds On Me Can Prove It
But Look How You Made Me
Go And Show Ya I Can Do It
I Sollomly Swear To Hold It Down For My Homeboy
Locked Up And Don't Know If They Ev'a Coming Home Boy
Time's Keep Tickin' Another Baby Is Born
Thats Gon' Go Through The Same Stuff I Went Through, And More
You Wonder Why I Hustle
My Life's On The Line
My Baby Gotta Have Milk When She Cryin' Come On Da Now
Mr. Porter:
From The Day I Was Born
I've Been Hustle'n Strong
Been Strugglin' Since A Child
Now Them Day's Is Gone
And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It
But I'm Proving You Wrong
N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering
And Carrying On
It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
Im A Young Buck But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoes
Young Buck:
Now Everybody Got They Hand Out
Crackhead Willin' Spit These Millions Till They Ran'd Out
Shorty Don't Wanna Holla Now Cuz Her Man Out
But Just Last Week I Couldnt Get It Out Her Damn Mouth
No Where To Go Look Like Im Stuck In These Bricks
Seems Like The Good Die Young
The Bad Get Rich Quick
Enough Of This Lemme Take You To A Whole Nother Level
It's Like Stopin The Police From Rollin' Through The Ghetto
Ain't Nuthing Gettin Better
But The Bills Gotta Get Paid
That Money Come Up Short Then Them Tecks Gotta Get Spray'd
Everybody Gotta Grave
We Just Waitin To Go To It
No Matter What We Do
We Still Gon' Go Through It
Some Say That I'm Heartless
And Don't Give A Damn
They Wont Ever Understand Until They Get A Gram
This Who I Am Not Who I Wanna Be
Open Up Your Eyes And See
What These Streets Have Done To Me
Mr. Porter:
From The Day I Was Born I've Been Hustle'n Strong
Been Strugglin' Since A Child
Now Them Day's Is Gone
And You Say'd I Wouldn't Do It
But I'm Proving You Wrong
N They Got They Hands Out Like I Owe Them So
I Ain't Got Time For The Bickering
And Carrying On
It Aint Too Much Into Who I Don't Know
How Many Times Do I Have To Sit In And Grown
Im A Young Buck But Still Enough To Know When You Niggas Is Hoes
Other Young Buck lyrics:
Bang Bang lyrics
Black Gloves lyrics
Bonafied Hustler (feat. 50 Cent & Tony Yayo) lyrics
I'm A Soldier (feat. 50 Cent) lyrics
Prices On My Head (feat. Lloyd Banks & D-tay) lyrics
Shorty Wanna Ride lyrics
Stomp (feat. T.i. & Ludacris) lyrics
Taking Hits (feat. D-tay) lyrics
Thou Shall lyrics
Walk With Me (feat. Stat Quo) lyrics
Welcome To The South (feat. David Banner & Lil' Flip) lyrics
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