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[Hook - Young Buck]

I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawers

Holla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws

I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawers

Holla "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 passenger

Feelin` like a filthy rich drug trafficer

See didn`t nobody give me shit, I got my ass on that inter-state

Made sure momma had food on that dinner plate

You not a boss if you ain`t never took a loss

Some birds never landed, but `least I didn`t got caught

We don`t even use scails, niggaz break off a brick

Whatever over is yours, homie just take it and get

They gave big Paul life, but I ain`t thinkin` `bout stoppin`

`Cause soon he try to quit, that`s when the feds came got him

Ain`t nothin` in my name, and 50 cleaned up mine

I`m still paranoid though from what I left behind

Gotta put me some gloves on, they fuckin` wit Buck now

Tryna slow me down, got me pissin` in cups now

Three Kings on a mission, see we got it for cheap

You put us together, nigga the streets finna eat

YEAHH

[Chorus]

[Verse 2 - T.I.]

Hey

Remember standin` in the trap wit 5 or 6 over-vision and a pirat

That nigga who oderderd that quarter ki ain`t even came by yet

Blew a whole O of dro, and I ain`t even high yet

Spent 4 G`s or mo`, and I ain`t even fly yet

Viper 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 women

In life we all make decisions even when faced with collisions

Like me at 13, out in no supervision

Straight thug livin`, bumpin` pot drug-dealin`

Seen daily on the block, need Yay we on the block

Keep the hatin` to yourself, `cause that AK be on the block

Dougy C be in the V, me and KT, we in the drop

Went from standin` on the block wit rock, to standin` on the top

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 - Young Jeezy]

Let`s go

1 for the bread, and 2 for the blow

Miss the 17 fire, ya damn right it`s gon` snow

Told y`all I was gon` blow, kinky B said so

Or not, back to chargin` 600 for an O

Ain`t nothin` to a G, shit I been here before (True)

LA hoop nigga, all you gotta do is score

I turn the brick into a label, nigga I`m a boss

Brush 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 rocks

You can`t be serious, you niggaz ain`t fo` real

Just 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 it

Just copped the new Bent, you know ya boy pay cash

Now that`s Thug Motivation for your mutha fuckin` ass

Wassup

[Chorus]

[Hook - Young Buck]

I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawers

Holla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws

I got my pistol in my pants, rocks in my drawers

Holla "WOOPT, WOOPT" homie if you see them laws

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