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Young Buck( David Darnell Brown )
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Taking Hits
Lyricist:Paul Beauregard, David Brown, Jordan Houston, D Reed
Hello? What's up, who is this? Yo nigga, this murda rich What's up nigga? What's up with you my nigga?, Check this out
Some shit done popped of right? Yeah I need you and 'Tay to go handle it, aight I got like a hundred sittin on this nigga's fat Bring it back to me on a plate, that's whats up, aight
I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin' Put the money in my hand and catch me if you can Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin We takin' hits
I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin' Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin We takin' hits
It's gon' cost, but we gon' get him gone, take his life away 2 A.K's, we gon' send him home This is how we livin' from the projects to the prisons So don't be to comfortable, bitch 'cuz you can be a victim
Get 'em buck, hit 'em up, ambulance pick 'em up Should've duck'd, got killed, nigga wasn't quick enough Shit is real, I ain't here for no bullshit, I'm here with a full clip Now lemme show you niggas what you'll get, get 'em 'Tay
They never seen a mad man, come and dump up on these fools Get the 4-5 cocked back, gunnin' at you dudes Black down, thuged out and masked to match I'm not doin' it 'cuz theme pussy niggas, bastards cap
Who want that? you want that, I don't think you do Like I gun the bloody down, shit, I gun you too I'm like 50, I don't care if it's platinum or white gold Soon as I cock it back, gimme that ice hoe, yeah
I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin' Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com We takin' hits
I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin' Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin We takin' hits
Hello? Yo buck, murder rich nigga What's up nigga? Man, I'm tryin to see whats up with that business, nigga Hey man, we f'nd to bust this niggas head, hit you back, I'ma aight?
Hey there he go, he don't know that we behind him So go pull up beside him, and lemme put this 9 in him You ever seen the 30-30 with the scope on it? A bunch of niggas smokin' weed, that got dope on it
And we don't leave no evidence, or no finger prints Follow certain elements, 'cuz niggas goto jail for this They say I'm heaven sent, I think I'm hell bound 'Cuz I'm addicted to the way a 12 gauge sound
I keep the dough in, swing the chopper and the pit-bull shit If he run, he ain't gettin' one, get a clip full of it That's for movin', must have been some confusion, when I came in Told you lay the fuck down, or else these bullets cave in
Must thought I was playin, I'ma let you know when I shoot that 4 How it go when a gangster roll, murder man Blood bath, what'd you take it for I ain't playin' games, ain't nothing gon' ever change Murder put money on your head, gimme his brain, muthafucka
I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin' Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin We takin' hits
I'm not stopin', ya heard what I'm sayin' Put the money in my hand, and catch me if you can Point him out, and I'll pop him, walk up on him and drop him I've been waitin' and watchin', to put the bitch in a coffin We takin' hits
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