and dancin', wearin' bright colored clothes All the young men, with the young women lookin' so good Well, I'd trade places with any of 'em in a minute
Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker Buck
a nigga with a scope on a rooftop Punk motherfuck 'em they better duck 'em When I'm out to kill, I'm quick to buck buck 'em Bailin' with the Eiht from
when I met 'em, just waitin' in the wind for niggas to come and get 'em On my next album, Im'a have some fun wit' 'em, spank 'em all around so everybody
trigger Shoot a nigga down yup, that's courtesy the young dealer Niggaz with attitude natural born young killers Now bitch don't play wit me 'cause I got the K with me Load it up, cock it back
givin' 50s to the homeless They never bragged about it L, we don't condone this On the back of the bike with Alpo Doin' a buck down one, two, five, hopin
[Hook] Put em in the air, rep where you stay (x4) Put em up my nigga put em up (x4) I'm a west side nigga so fuck what ya think I'm a south side nigga
a chopper watchin' em too Fuck with me your mans urge get in his curtains Now send ya people To the TC and we gon' hurt 'em I'm seein' niggas Shootin
Rob is selling drugs all the time Hangin' out with young thugs that all carry 9's And night time is more trife than ever What up with Cormega, did you see 'em
one to peel, it's not real Plant that as a matter of fact we crack 'em down Us against brown, run fast like you ran track Never look back push the Acc
motherfucker, you ain't me boy [Chorus] [Young Buck + (Master P)] (Where you at Buck?) We got the weed spot poppin and the dice game crackin Got some hustlers with some birds and some young
me in the shade Step back and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the sunshine on me Step back and let the
the chicks they call me James Jones And if I skip I'm back to D-slangin, keep them boys nod-headed Keep the boppers with they butts swangin I used to be the young
Whoa, a what de blood claat 'em fool 'em Who the fuck told bitches they could do what I do? All of a sudden all y'all bitches got accents too? Bad gyal
and Vicious on 'shrooms Call us the Mario brothers Back down, we never back down Never laid out Can't put my back down Syrup, Painkillers, Cigarette
'all muthafuckaz man Y'all niggaz look like us and smell like us But you're not us man Lloyd Banks, hunger for fore we back nigga 50 the general Young dezzy Buck