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young buck – walk with me lyrics

(intro-young buck)
g-unit!
(stat quo)
yeah man n-gg-
(young buck)
shady/aftermath in this b-tch… ooh, young buck, stat quo
(stat quo)
ya understand me n-gg-?
(young buck)
aye n-gg-, they say we the new kings of the south
(stat quo)
they say that
(young buck)
atl to cashville… d-mn!

(verse one-young buck)
i’ve been patiently waitin’ to blow
but still on the block with the k and the c-ke
see the mexican’s love me, they tell me keep on doin it homes
they never seen a n-gg- go get it and bring it back home
i don’t want out of them zones, i want the whole thing, g-unit!
we done started our own game, we ain’t playin’ no games
duck tape ’em and take ’em to the hood
don’t get no blood on my leather and wood
make it look good for the block
i be puttin in my work, handlin’ my business
i been on my knees, askin’ my homeboys who did this?
so f-ck that!, that’s why i bust back
spit my bars, get off tour, then go and cook crack
look at me now b-tch, you don’t know how rich
lloyd banks, yayo, 50 cent, game n-gg-, or i’ll get
solute a soldier when you see me
and i ain’t one of those n-gg-s out here stuntin’ for t.v.
i gotta keep it gangsta

(chorus-young buck)
now i can show you how to put in work, and move them birds
i do that dirt, now all my real n-gg-s, walk with me (yeah)
just walk with me (yeah), walk with me (yeah), c’mon walk with me (yeah)
now i can show you how to put in work, and move them birds
i do that dirt, now all my real n-gg-s, walk with me (yeah)
just walk with me (yeah), walk with me (yeah), c’mon walk with me (yeah)

(verse two-stat quo)
yeah, the bigger the cap, the bigger the peelin’
wont stop till he busts his kneel in, my cats conceilin’
bad b-tches i’m drillin, he’s sittin on millions
f-ck what you feelin, violate my sp-ce, bare witness the killin’
stat’ll dog, for a dollar cuz he known to finish
my account resembles spandex, how they stretch
f-ggots play like a razor step, when the ak’s and teck’s show up
they so quick to hoe up, but hold up
when the clamp has appeared they show up
sayin that snitch song sh-t, you lil’ p-ss -ss b-tch
beg tanya lita how she get ya -ss whiped
why hustle at all, when you hustle backwards
mo’ money i get, mo’ n-gg-s be hatin’
i light fire to ya -ss, they be callin’ ya satan
gmm my organization, my obligation is to spit that sh-t
‘cuz the streets is waitin’, yah

(verse three-young buck)
i’m showin’ no love to these cowards, i don’t give a f-ck
shady/aftermath/g-unit we’ll hit you up
country as i wanna be, but gangsta as they come
loose lips sank ships, snitches die where i’m from
get ya gun off safety, if ya plan on livin’
don’t make me c-ck it and pop it, i’ll knock your head off with it
yeah i’ve said i’ve did it, ‘cuz i did, and i’m doin it
done came too far to let you b-tch n-gg-s ruin it

(verse four-stat quo)
yeah, every word i utter, is simply octaine
i keeps it gunnin’ and ya boy’s the boss may’ne
the main thing, keep the main thing, the main thing
stack cheese, grip grain, spit hotter than hot wing
n-gg-s claimin’ they hard, we know you square
try to creep gun’s like ties, i keep a spare
save them games for the arcade, ain’t no scare
and we prepared for problems, ‘cuz we right here (yeah)

(outro young buck & stat quo)
-how ya’ll see’s that?
atl shorty
-understand me, n-gg-… cashville b-tch
-g-unit!, n-gg-
-gmm’s my m-th-f-ckin walk, n-gg-
-shady, aftermath n-gg-!
-they be cuttin’ them mo’ f-ckin checks now,
i ride big n-gg-, i got my thang danglin n-gg-
and i gotta big thang out my b-lls, ya understand me
-dre and em’ll feel ya man, they gotta love n-gg-s

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