with a partna' This young monsters a fly guy Shake a lil bit of dat body We gon' party till we sky high To my playas and soldiers Shady niggaz, young
s first, them Squad-Up next So all my enemies, you better guard ya chest 'Cause everyday I'm fly now, yeah, my paper high now And I represent Screwed
again, bently to the back, throwing welly tags Lady's holla back Back again, this time we here to stay, ain't got no time to play Stay out my fucking
ride And if my gun boys ain't hear of ya You're lightweight I get the young boys to murder ya You're looking at a cracker's worst nightmare Young, black
you niggas sling coke and pumped at Same spot that you liable to see me at Gun and a mask one in the stash where the seed at Stop, all my young bucks
C P, let me squeeze lime 'em up You want, drama what? Well silence it up Since a young buck, violent as fuck Wettin' me dog, the high will do it, I
not droppin' off of regals and I'm sure not high off dope, So keep that shit from round my child, If somethin' happen to her, i'ma have to go buck wild
you got a buck, you're shit out of luck Stuck up by the motherfuckin' product Motherfucker you gots to get a job If you wanna stay in my motherfuckin' house Many young
Our age, five-years-old we were young bucks scrubbin' each others backs in the bathtub Babysitter would send you to bed but she would make me stay up so she could give the young
the crime side, the New York Times side Stayin' alive was no jive At second hands, moms bounced on old men So then we moved to Shaolin land A young youth
notice You must always remember You still a member of the hopeless See ya black like me So you snap like me When these devils try to plot Trap our young
an' damned if a nigga do Now watch a young motherfucker pull the trigger too Raise up an' don't let them see ya cry Dry your eyes, young nigga, time
real G We ain't dead yet, hit me I got my Hennessey, find ya foes In a room full of niggas tryin' to hide ya hoes I'm getting high off Buddha, 'cause
fear me I told ya last year, nigga holla if ya hear me And one-time can't fuck with my 4-5 Do or die, stay high 'til I motherfuckin' die Cop-killas
forward, while you other suckas Stuck in a pause mode I goes deep like a great white But I'm a stay black No matter how high the pay stacks Or if my
, I load and reload It's kill or be killed, sell or be sold In this life, in this time, in my mind I gotta stay high, 'cause I got left behind All my
? I come from tha hardest city, ain't nobody fuckin' wit' it I got black and gold soul wit' a fresh New Orleans fitted And a collared polo and a pair of balli bucks Young
buck buck and buck buck again I will butt fuck your friend then suck up her twin I put the buck up to him then buck buck and buck buck and buck buck