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f/ Skip (U.T.P.), Young Buck
Male voice talking
Right now with the situation gettin' better
So I'm doin' you things, holla
50 Cent
Yeah, 50 Cent, uh huh, check me out
Now piece by piece we put it all together
Time to get this dough nigg*, it's now or never
I'm wild as ever, foul as ever
Reap whatever, whatever, whatever
They say I'm a slick talker, s**t talker
Grimy as* New Yorker
Come gutcha, gum futcher, lay your as* out
If you ever catch beef nigg*, call on me
If you fked up in school nigg*, it's all on me
I get a left foot to drop a nigg*, pistol to pop a nigg*
Break you off proper nigg*, the cops ain't gonna stop a nigg* (yeah)
Let's get this money man, them hos come with the paper
I'm done to go wherever this game takes us
Look homey, you see my 22's, sittin' on low bros
That simple mathematics, that equal more hoes
I smoke a lot of dro, I got a lot of flows
s**t I didn't have to say that, ya'll already know
Chorus - 2X
From New York to New Orleans
A problem, holla at me
My comin' to see
If everythin' is alright
Ya'll can blow some trees
Have coke and some Hennessey
My from U.T.P.
Everythin' is alright
Young Buck
For those who couldn't figure me out, what this nigg* be bout
Cookin' it, and cuttin' it, and flippin' it, in 24 hours
I keep a dy*ke, on the back of the bike
In the summertime the white
Air Force One's, Louie Baton, Nike style (woo)
Don't really talk much (uh huh), I let my money speak
I know you saw us, s**t we a 100 deep
I'm sippin' Don, with Juan, Bird, and smokin' weed
Shakin' them haters off, bouncin' to this jukin' beat
fkin' with 50, cause he strictly about head bustin'
Lettin' New York know these Unica ain't stuntin'
nigg* we ain't runnin', I guarantee you that
After these messages we'll be right back
Take off that necklace a, because this tech will hit a
Innocent bystander who don't respect a nigg*
After you finish your collard greens and cornbread
Get you a glock, and come around here where my mom stayin'
Chorus
Skip
From South I 95, 85, 65 right at the I 10, get your money widened
I got the Columbian, and I'm gonna hold 'em down
When you get close, call nigg* I'm gonna guide you down
You got it now, (got it), well then what time you leavin'?
In a couple of hours, some time close to this evenin'
What us speed with V8, them cops then heated
They locked my partner Gus up for smokin' weed and speedin'
But he'll be home though, probably about the same time you get ya
s**t yeah, seems like we paid his bond like last year
But anyway, you know that thing we thought that was, but wasn't?
Well come to find out, my homey found somethin'
But he had to choke a b*tch, and fo' pound somethin'
Cause I told him, what you told me about the chump and he chumped 'em
Put the barrel bottle pump, and pumped 'em
And pumped 'em and pumped 'em, and pumped 'em and pumped 'em
Chorus
Male voice talking
We over here, E, shots of, sippin' on Courvoisier
Yeah Rockin' exclusive, haha, haha...
