streets" Spillin' your plasma on the concrete Killin' the murderer, acts of war, villains attack the poor Women and children pack heat now Growin' up, I was sad young buck
Eastside to the Northside Motherfuckers never realize 'cause the young gon' die on the streets I'm killin' murder, the lunatic Never givin' a fuck, I'm tryin' to make bucks
shot down, how Meech got locked up When niggas start beefin' you should give them some Ciroc Puff And pour me a shot, my own brother want me dead Worse than that, my nigga Young Buck
, you ain't wild You ain't been in these projects in a while Runnin' 'round with that old school style" Don't think these young bucks won't lay you down
I was caught up in the madness Juvenile Thugs come on, I tell the whole story nothin' but truth Halloween throwin' eggs from the project roofs And Pete and Lee young
in tha game Me against tha world baby Can you picture my prophecy? Stress in tha city. Tha cops is hot for me. Tha projects is full of bullets.
had a chance to give a fuck Wouldn't know good luck from a debutant He's gotta find a way to be Steve McNair or young buck Or it's tough luck looking
shit hits the fan God don't walk with me, He carry me man I know you prayin' I get killed nigga He who fears death is in denial Fifty told you niggaz, young buck
Ice came through on some shit and bought him one Them young boys from the projects crazy He was kissing on the toast and saying that's my baby Buck
a new boyfriend And it seems your lil' rat turned out to be a mouse This beef shit is for the birds and the birds fly South Even Young Buck can vouch
pray for me Pray for me, pray for me Pray for me, just pray for me It's over nigga Living life with all this thuggness Destruction, this violence, my projects
I had to think fast Pull out my heat first, he pull out his heat last Now who the fuck you think is livin' to this day? I'm tryin' to tell these young
South memphis, killa, playaz, we got brand new tape For sale Mystic styles bumpin loud in the sand ford bring a Crowd Chevy thang with your clip, project
From this day forth I declare war I hope you niggas ready for that (okay) [project pat] I represent north memphis where your cars will be stolen Young niggas buck
them broads'll (Get ya rob) And breakin' bread with your dawgs, now that will Get ya rob [Repeat] [Project Pat] At the corner stores hangin' with my young niggas Project
a dome Roam to the top, slip up and get buck Get out my way, fo' I spray I'm tryin' to live up B.G.: Young thugger, baby gangsta Thug or get popped
home and ???? Roam to the top, slip up and get buck Get out my way, fo' I spray I'm tryin' to live up B.G.: Young thugger, baby gangsta Thug or get
who got shot in the dome-piece Jerome's niece, on her way home from Jones beach, it's bugged Plus little Rob is selling drugs all the time Hangin' out with young