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young buck - fuck yall lyrics

[intro: lebron james]
yeah buck man
these motherf+ckers out here talkin’ reckless, man
indirect and sh+t
real gangstas peep that fake ass game

[verse 1: young buck]

they beggin’ and borrowin’ (yeah)
wanna hate on the unit, n+gga, we too busy ballin’ (come on)
we don’ did nann callin’
so f+ck all of ya’ll and
every motherf+cker that is down with you (down with you)
come to your studio session let off a round or two (round or two)
see i’ve been dyin’ just to see what this four pound’ll do (boom, boom, boom)
animated ass n+ggas better play ya’ll part (what)
better stay in your lane n+gga don’t come out the yard (nah)

so quit hatin’ on me and come get one of these keys, n+gga

[chorus: young buck]
i got my beat turned up, i can’t hear you haters (no!)
i can’t hear you haters (no!)
i can’t hear you haters (no!)
i got my stunner shades on, i don’t see you haters (no!)
i don’t see you haters (no!)
i don’t see you haters (no!)
you know a n+gga money long, i don’t know you haters (no!)
i don’t know you haters (no!)
i don’t know you haters (no!)
i catch you cowards later on, i’m a see you later (yea!)
i’m a see you later (yea!)
i’m a see you later (yea!)
[verse 2: young buck]
you know the difference from me and you, is i don’t wait on rap money (yea!)
take me to jail but b+tch you can’t take the trap from me (nah!)
you push a six? big deal i push bricks
put a benz in my baby mama name she legit (ha haaa), n+gga quit
sh+t i ain’t got no time for this
buy all the weed, i can’t figure out what kind to get (come on)
somebody throw that n+gga somethin’, get him back on his feet
i never left so i don’t gotta go back to the streets (yeahhhhh!)
i’m by myself like “ok who want it with me?”
take a deep breath
ok, now let’s go and see (yea!)
that’s what i thought
but i don’t wanna talk no more
i got a phantom, i’ma show you what i bought this for, it go

[chorus: young buck]
i got my beat turned up, i can’t hear you haters (no!)
i can’t hear you haters (no!)
i can’t hear you haters (no!)
i got my stunner shades on, i don’t see you haters (no!)
i don’t see you haters (no!)
i don’t see you haters (no!)
you know a n+gga money long, i don’t know you haters (no!)
i don’t know you haters (no!)
i don’t know you haters (no!)
i catch you cowards later on, i’m a see you later (yea!)
i’m a see you later (yea!)
i’m a see you later (yea!)
[outro: lebron james & young buck]
real gs in this motherf+ckin’ sh+t
young buck
ca$hville, n+gga
hold your head up, man
get your paperwork right, man
where your street people at baby?
where your back up at?
you better watch what you say, man, ’cause real gs walk in the day and the night, man
get up outta the booth, n+gga
get some money
if it ain’t workin’ for you change your game
stop talkin’ all that weak ass sh+t
cause my n+gga ain’t gotta do sh+t, man, the streets’ll grab yo ass
and they ain’t gon’ let you go (ha ha haaaa)
g+unit south, n+gga
ca$hville records
young buck
you know who it is

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