Lirik Lagu 4 Kings feat. TI, Young Jeezy & Pimp C - Young Buck
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(feat. Jazze Pha, T.I., Young Jeezy)
[Jazze Pha]Ladies and Gentlemen..
[Hook - Young Buck]I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them lawsI got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws
[Chorus: Young Buck]I was standin' on the corner slangin' 'caine (tryna make it do what it do)Just another young nigga havin' thangs man (I gotta get, I, I gotta get it get it)I was standin' on the corner slangin' 'caine (tryna make it do what it do)Just another young nigga havin' thangs man (I gotta get, I, I gotta get it get it)
[Verse 1 - Young Buck]I'm in the Porche, no passengerFeelin' like a filthy rich drug trafficerSee didn't nobody give me shit, I got my ass on that inter-stateMade sure momma had food on that dinner plateYou not a boss if you ain't never took a lossSome birds never landed, but 'least I didn't got caughtWe don't even use scails, niggaz break off a brickWhatever over is yours, homie just take it and getThey gave big Paul life, but I ain't thinkin' 'bout stoppin''Cause soon he try to quit, that's when the feds came got himAin't nothin' in my name, and 50 cleaned up mineI'm still paranoid though from what I left behindGotta put me some gloves on, they fuckin' wit Buck nowTryna slow me down, got me pissin' in cups nowThree Kings on a mission, see we got it for cheapYou put us together, nigga the streets finna eatYEAHH
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - T.I.]HeyRemember standin' in the trap wit 5 or 6 over-vision and a piratThat nigga who oderderd that quarter ki ain't even came by yetBlew a whole O of dro, and I ain't even high yetSpent 4 G's or mo', and I ain't even fly yetViper truck, Bentley grill, big wheel pimpin'They done gave her 20 mil, well big deal pimpin'Think we fakin' when we spittin', better get real pimpin''Cause we still will kill, you just better chill pimpin'Get it how he used to live, and keep on fakin' for the womenIn life we all make decisions even when faced with collisionsLike me at 13, out in no supervisionStraight thug livin', bumpin' pot drug-dealin'Seen daily on the block, need Yay we on the blockKeep the hatin' to yourself, 'cause that AK be on the blockDougy C be in the V, me and KT, we in the dropWent from standin' on the block wit rock, to standin' on the top
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Young Jeezy]Let's go1 for the bread, and 2 for the blowMiss the 17 fire, ya damn right it's gon' snowTold y'all I was gon' blow, kinky B said soOr not, back to chargin' 600 for an OAin't nothin' to a G, shit I been here before (True)LA hoop nigga, all you gotta do is scoreI turn the brick into a label, nigga I'm a bossBrush my teeth in the morning, I ain't even gotta floss (Haha)Sold two million records, and half a million O's (Damn)Add it all up, it's 'bout a billion rocksYou can't be serious, you niggaz ain't fo' realJust my ears alone, iss like a quarter a mil' (That's right)Hit ya by the tech, and blow half the budget (Yup)I do it for the streets and mutha fuckers love itJust copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay cashNow that's Thug Motivation for your mutha fuckin' assWassup
[Chorus]
[Hook - Young Buck]I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them lawsI got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws
[Jazze Pha]Ladies and Gentlemen..
[Hook - Young Buck]I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them lawsI got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws
[Chorus: Young Buck]I was standin' on the corner slangin' 'caine (tryna make it do what it do)Just another young nigga havin' thangs man (I gotta get, I, I gotta get it get it)I was standin' on the corner slangin' 'caine (tryna make it do what it do)Just another young nigga havin' thangs man (I gotta get, I, I gotta get it get it)
[Verse 1 - Young Buck]I'm in the Porche, no passengerFeelin' like a filthy rich drug trafficerSee didn't nobody give me shit, I got my ass on that inter-stateMade sure momma had food on that dinner plateYou not a boss if you ain't never took a lossSome birds never landed, but 'least I didn't got caughtWe don't even use scails, niggaz break off a brickWhatever over is yours, homie just take it and getThey gave big Paul life, but I ain't thinkin' 'bout stoppin''Cause soon he try to quit, that's when the feds came got himAin't nothin' in my name, and 50 cleaned up mineI'm still paranoid though from what I left behindGotta put me some gloves on, they fuckin' wit Buck nowTryna slow me down, got me pissin' in cups nowThree Kings on a mission, see we got it for cheapYou put us together, nigga the streets finna eatYEAHH
[Chorus]
[Verse 2 - T.I.]HeyRemember standin' in the trap wit 5 or 6 over-vision and a piratThat nigga who oderderd that quarter ki ain't even came by yetBlew a whole O of dro, and I ain't even high yetSpent 4 G's or mo', and I ain't even fly yetViper truck, Bentley grill, big wheel pimpin'They done gave her 20 mil, well big deal pimpin'Think we fakin' when we spittin', better get real pimpin''Cause we still will kill, you just better chill pimpin'Get it how he used to live, and keep on fakin' for the womenIn life we all make decisions even when faced with collisionsLike me at 13, out in no supervisionStraight thug livin', bumpin' pot drug-dealin'Seen daily on the block, need Yay we on the blockKeep the hatin' to yourself, 'cause that AK be on the blockDougy C be in the V, me and KT, we in the dropWent from standin' on the block wit rock, to standin' on the top
[Chorus]
[Verse 3 - Young Jeezy]Let's go1 for the bread, and 2 for the blowMiss the 17 fire, ya damn right it's gon' snowTold y'all I was gon' blow, kinky B said soOr not, back to chargin' 600 for an OAin't nothin' to a G, shit I been here before (True)LA hoop nigga, all you gotta do is scoreI turn the brick into a label, nigga I'm a bossBrush my teeth in the morning, I ain't even gotta floss (Haha)Sold two million records, and half a million O's (Damn)Add it all up, it's 'bout a billion rocksYou can't be serious, you niggaz ain't fo' realJust my ears alone, iss like a quarter a mil' (That's right)Hit ya by the tech, and blow half the budget (Yup)I do it for the streets and mutha fuckers love itJust copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay cashNow that's Thug Motivation for your mutha fuckin' assWassup
[Chorus]
[Hook - Young Buck]I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them lawsI got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawersHolla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws
