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| [Young Buck:]
Yeah this that grown man shit right here Lets go |
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[Chorus: Young Buck]
You can catch me with the top dropped bitch Police know they can't stop this I'm doin' my thang Big chain with some rocks on my wrist Let 'em hate yeah I know I got 'em pissed I'm doin' my thang Move 'em in Move 'em in Move 'em out Move 'em out Money (money, money money, money) What its 'bout I've been out here all day trappin' out the house I am what you call dirty south I'm doin' my thang |
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[Verse 1: Young Buck]
So ghetto, still in the projects Hand on the metal, a nigga still robbin' You ask how i'm doin', I say i'm all good But my life been ruined, we livin' like we should Take away the pain Don't take away the game Nigga got to kill me before he take away my chain I'm still runnin', And the rims still spinnin' The work still comin' And my whole team winnin' While you ballin' on a budget You ask what it cost and I'm hollain' out "fuck it" Then tell me who the boss The crumbs, the bricks The guns, the clips The thugs, the pimps The house, the whips Yep, we can talk if the conversation worth somethin' A little weed and Hennessey never hurt nothin' On the real the homie thats still baggin' up grams The nigga better know who I am I'm doin' my thang |
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[Chorus: Young Buck]
You can catch me with the top dropped bitch Police know they can't stop this I'm doin' my thang Big chain with some rocks on my wrist Let 'em hate yeah I know I got 'em pissed I'm doin' my thang Move 'em in Move 'em in Move 'em out Move 'em out Money (money, money money, money) What its 'bout I've been out here all day trappin' out the house I am what you call dirty south I'm doin' my thang |
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[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Shake it up, move it all around Keep it movin' until you hear that rock hard sound We be groovin' the freaks love the way we comin' down They be like "Them boys be blowin' dro by the pound" Ten cars, four trucks and a couple of Os Put the bitches in the back, we don't love them hos Hit the switches on the back, make the front end hop I got it lookin' like Crenshaw on my block Now hold on homie bbbbbut wait 'till it get worse I hear him stutterin' sssssayin' my verse Come grab the wheel from me, i'm about to hang out the sunroof And let these motherfuckers see a thug when he come through I'm feelin' it I got my Guccis on, killin' it Game and Fat Joe don't know who they dealin' with Let a nigga run up on me with the bullshit I'm a show you niggas how to do this I'm doin' my thang |
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[Chorus: Young Buck]
You can catch me with the top dropped bitch Police know they can't stop this I'm doin' my thang Big chain with some rocks on my wrist Let 'em hate yeah I know I got 'em pissed I'm doin' my thang Move 'em in Move 'em in Move 'em out Move 'em out Money (money, money money, money) What its 'bout I've been out here all day trappin' out the house I am what you call dirty south I'm doin' my thang |
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