Lirik Lagu G-Shit - Young Buck
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(feat. All Star)
[Intro : Young Buck]You know whudd it is.. G-Uniit, SAA-OUTH!!
[All Star]Ha.. Ha.. Ha.. Ha..Yeah (G'yeah), I'm tha Prince of tha 'Ville..Ha.. All Star..Lyrics wise, I'm tha best man, y'all already knowSo dis time around I'm gon' done down my flow, manThere very few rappas dat use to git it off snowFrom my mouf to y'all ears, man these niggas is ho'sRunnin' around to tha bars, sayin' how fake I amThen ya see me in tha streets and ya shakin' my hand (Whuddup Stunna?)Then you pull off in ya ride and ya playin' my jamNigga make up ya mind, Is you a hata or fan? Damn!Y'all niggas is actin' way to toughDon't make me send my niggas through, make you shut df up (Shhh)I ain't givin' in to all dat he sayd she saydMy niggas (Taking Hits) like Buck & D-TayTell me whatchu know about Star?Pull out from tha club with ya bitch in the car!Have they mind blown from tha shit in tha jarAnd then pop anutha bottle, 'nutha twisted, nutha goneEasy git anutha bitch, fuck it - we all rich (Fuck It!)Shiit, if we ain't - chya babymama convinst (Ha ha)Yeah, if he ain't, how he talk so slick'Cause on tha low in 04, he really bought those bricksTha case is beat, we fuckin' wit' rap(Pac-Man) runnin' wit' us, so they callin' him badHe offically grind hard, so how gutta's datEast-syde heavy hittas don't do nuthin' but TrapTha streets respect a nigga, 'cause I grind and ballThey say Star even gittin' love behind tha wallsTake dis mixtape money, go and buy me a coup'See, I'm remindin' you, of what you trynnah do
[Intro : Young Buck]You know whudd it is.. G-Uniit, SAA-OUTH!!
[All Star]Ha.. Ha.. Ha.. Ha..Yeah (G'yeah), I'm tha Prince of tha 'Ville..Ha.. All Star..Lyrics wise, I'm tha best man, y'all already knowSo dis time around I'm gon' done down my flow, manThere very few rappas dat use to git it off snowFrom my mouf to y'all ears, man these niggas is ho'sRunnin' around to tha bars, sayin' how fake I amThen ya see me in tha streets and ya shakin' my hand (Whuddup Stunna?)Then you pull off in ya ride and ya playin' my jamNigga make up ya mind, Is you a hata or fan? Damn!Y'all niggas is actin' way to toughDon't make me send my niggas through, make you shut df up (Shhh)I ain't givin' in to all dat he sayd she saydMy niggas (Taking Hits) like Buck & D-TayTell me whatchu know about Star?Pull out from tha club with ya bitch in the car!Have they mind blown from tha shit in tha jarAnd then pop anutha bottle, 'nutha twisted, nutha goneEasy git anutha bitch, fuck it - we all rich (Fuck It!)Shiit, if we ain't - chya babymama convinst (Ha ha)Yeah, if he ain't, how he talk so slick'Cause on tha low in 04, he really bought those bricksTha case is beat, we fuckin' wit' rap(Pac-Man) runnin' wit' us, so they callin' him badHe offically grind hard, so how gutta's datEast-syde heavy hittas don't do nuthin' but TrapTha streets respect a nigga, 'cause I grind and ballThey say Star even gittin' love behind tha wallsTake dis mixtape money, go and buy me a coup'See, I'm remindin' you, of what you trynnah do
