Young Buck - Thou Shall Lyrics

Young Buck - Thou Shall Video

(Intro-Young Buck)

G-Unit!!!

Yeah...

You Better Kill Me

50, Lemme Get These Niggas

(Get 'Em Buck!!!)

 

(Verse one)

I Brush My Teeth, Load My Clip, And Go Bust My Heat

I'm In Too Deep, I Can't Say Fuck The Streets

I Need Some Sleep, The Fiends Still Comin'

Bush 'Bout To Blow This Bitch Up

Better Get Money, Dead Bodies Get Picked Up

On Daily Routines Now

Niggas We're Digital, But They Work Triple Beams Now

I'm Livin' For Me Now, Cuz I Done Went To War With The Other Side

Lucky Me, Cuz The Enemies Mother And Brother Died

Hot Shot Gun Shell's And Teflon Chest Plate's

It's Tatt'ed On My Arm Nigga, Thugin' Till My Death Day

Ya'll Niggas Just Wait, Right After My Court Date

It's Gonna Get Grimey, Like New York Say

Bitch Niggas Horse Play, Real Niggas Gon' Spray

Bang The Fo', Change His Clothes, And Come Back The Same Day

Better Holla Mayday, Cuz We Comin'

And We Gunnin At Any Muthafucka Want Sumthin

 

(Chorus)

They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill

But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will

Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel

Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real

They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill

But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will

Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel

Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real

 

(Verse two)

I'm Already Dead, Can't Kill Me Nigga

And Even If I Do Die, I'm Still Gon' Kill Ya

Im Unfamiliar With Alot Of These Soldiers

I Go Out In The Road, And Niggas Think That It's Over

Runnin, The Fiends All Puttin Too Much Soda On The D'

You Would Think Niggas Know, Cuz They Older Than Me

Been Here Longer Than Me, And Still Peace'n A Ounce Out

How Can Ya' Be A Birdman, If You Don't Know How To Count

It's Back To The Black Gloves, And Home Invasions

Puttin Holes In A Nigga, The Size Of A Gold Dayton

No I'm Not Waitin On Nothin, No More

Either You Pay Me What You Owe Me, Or I'm Cuttin Ya Throat

Nigga Ya Baby Momma Know Me, Go And Ask The Hoe

How I Done Tied Her Ass Up Over A Bag Of Dope

I'll Be Glad To Go To The Pen Over Revenge

I'm Comin' Out The Same Way, A Nigga Went In

 

(Chorus)

They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill

But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will

Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel

Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real

They Say Thou Shall Not Steal, Thou Shall Not Kill

But Rub Me The Wrong Way, Nigga And I Will

Thou Shall Not Cheat, Thou Shall Not Squeel

Cuz Niggas'll Put A Hole In Ya Ass, And That's Real

 

(Outro)

Boom!, G-Unit!!!, We On Some Military Shit Nigga

You Better Kill Us All, Cuz We Commin'

Muthafucka's!

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Young Buck - Let Me In Lyrics

Young Buck - Let Me In Video

(Intro-50 cent)

Yeah, Its 50 cent, Young Buck

G-g-g-g-g-G-UNIT!

We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end

Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again

We party, harder than you can imagine

You can run wit losers, or run wit winners and win

 

(Verse 1-Young Buck)

I feel attention when I walk in the club

G-unit to the socks, bitches all on a thug

Gimme a henny on the rocks, and a bottle of bub

I dont need security, Dis Four-Nickel enough

I came to ball wit ya'll, buy out the bar and all

So bitches call ya hoes, n niggaz call ya dogs (I'm here)

If you love ya wife keep her at home tonight

She might neva come home again nigga, aight!

Teeth, neck, wrists all lights my lifes like

Ridin' in Ca$hville and runnin all stop lights

Homie is that real, I pray I keep livin

My momma jus hadda dream of seein me in prison (Damn)

My daddys a dope feind, n i dont really miss him (Fuck!)

Aint seen him in 10 years n a nigga still livin

Tha same ol' 2 step we move to a rhythm

50 holla get em' Buck, you know im gunna get em'

Raaaaa!

 

(Chorus)

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D

 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D

 

(Verse 2-Young Buck)

I know im sinnin but im winnin at tha same time

Took a couple shots from sum niggas tryin ta take mine

I'm back on tha block, wit a choppa n a tech nine

Niggaz shootin cops n the hood runnin stop signs

G-UNIT, The Game! We doin wat tha thugs do

GD's, Vice Lords, Crips n the Bloodz too

Move lemme come through

Aint a pair of handcuffs, can hold me

I'm ridin' in the ol' school listenin to some oldies

My goals be shinin, Them hoes be cryin

They handle of my 45 outlined in diamonds

Just left Ca$hville, bout to fly to Miami

Helpin Yayo watchin Eminem perform at the Grammys

Niggaz like Eric Benet, prolly cant stand me

I know money will make Halle Berry come out her panties

Bitch!

 

(Bridge)

Ya'll niggaz in trouble they shoulda neva let me in (in)

 

(Chorus)

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D

 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D

 

(Verse 3-Young Buck)

Bet ya I can make them bounce back

Teach em' how to stunt, teach em' how to count stacks (yeah)

Now where ya hood at? Buck If you want to, we 50 deep up in here watchu gonna do

Who want beef, I aint come for no name callin

Dont be mad cuz we is n you aint ballin' (get money)

Gettin' money is my motto for you broke folks

Can't spend ya whole life payin on a car note

It's alright if you still on the block boy

See imma cold young thug, not a hot boy

You know I do this for the streets, n my peeps thas behind bars

As soon as they come home, I'll go n buy them all cars

Young Buck!

 

(Chorus)

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D

 

I know you gonna let me shine n get mine

I know you gonna let me in wit this nine

I know you gonna let me smoke up my weed

I know you gonna let me drink wit no I.D

 

(Outro-50 cent)

We keep the club jumpin' from beginning to the end

Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again

We party, harder than you can imagine

You can run wit losers, or run wit winners and win

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Young Buck - Black Gloves Lyrics

Young Buck - Black Gloves Video

(Verse one-Young Buck)

Walk Through A Nigga Block, 2 Glocks, 2 Tecks, 2 2-3's

Give A Nigga What He Really Want, When Bitch Niggas Don't Want Beef

Bitch Niggas Don't Know Me, Wait Till A Nigga Get In Range

Hate When A Nigga Wanna Run His Mouth, And Live His Life In Pain

We Ain't Even Used To This, Talk And Where The Gun Shots At?

Loose Lips Sank Ships, Ya'll Niggas Didn't Even Pop Back

Oh Lord, I Swore, If Any Muthafucka Holla My Name

Im Raw, Spelled Backwards, That's What I'm Gon' Bring

Banks, What A Nigga Think?, We Ain't Got Guns

No Troops, Everything Bulletproof, Sniper's Layin' Down On The Roof

Stash Box In The Coupe Nigga, I'm Tellin' You The Truth Nigga

Raise Them Lil Bitty Boys, All They Do Is Come Shoot Niggas

 

(Chorus)

Black Gloves, Black Mask

Black Shirt, Black Pants

Blue Steel, Blue Vest

He Dead, You Next

 

(Hook)

Put A Couple Holes In A Hoe

Let A Nigga Know He 'Bout To Go

Put The Pump Right To His Throat

Bet He Won't Talk No More

 

(Chorus)

Black Gloves, Black Mask

Black Shirt, Black Pants

Blue Steel, Blue Vest

He Dead, You Next

 

Black Gloves, Black Mask

Black Shirt, Black Pants

Blue Steel, Blue Vest

He Dead, You Next

 

(Verse two-Young Buck)

I'm Commin', Through The Front Door, Mask On, Let's Ride

Everybody On The Muthafuckin Floor, Soon As A Nigga Get Inside

My Hood, My Click, Your Wife, My Bitch

Show A Nigga That You Really Love Him, Set Him Up To Hit A Good Lick

Cops Comin', I'm Not Runnin, If I Do Die, Don't Cry

I Haven't Planned On Stayin' Long Anyway, I Ain't Gon' Lie

Wonder Why I Still Got Bricks, Wonder Why I Still Got Clips

Cuz Ain't A Damn Thing Changed, Ever Since Young Buck Got Rich

Are Ya Ready For The Outcome, Why You Walkin 'Round Without A Gun

Shit Real, Till A Nigga Get Killed, Then You Wanna Run And Get One

Fuck That! I'm Callin' Out Names, Ja Rule, Ya'll Lose

I Don't Even Care How It Started, Fuck Me?, Fuck You!

Wait Till Yayo Get Home, We Gon' Really Get These Niggas Gone

But For Now Nigga, Hold On, Im'a Show You How To Break A Bone

Cashville, Tennekee Nigga!, We Thug You Knew It

New York, We Here, For Life, G-Unit!

 

(Chorus)

Black Gloves, Black Mask

Black Shirt, Black Pants

Blue Steel, Blue Vest

He Dead, You Next

 

Black Gloves, Black Mask

Black Shirt, Black Pants

Blue Steel, Blue Vest

He Dead, You Next

 

(Outro-50 Cent)

Yeahhhh, Young Buck Nigga, Cashville, Tennessee Nigga

From Your Hood To My Hood Muthafucka, New York City Nigga, Haha

Real Shit Nigga, It's All Good Nigga, Haha, It's All Hood Nigga

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Young Buck - Do It Like Me Lyrics

Young Buck - Do It Like Me Video

(Young Buck)

All My Thugs And Thugettes

Walk Where I Walk, See What I See

Now I Welcome You All To Cashville, Tennekee, bitch

All My Life, I Hustle'd All Night

Now I'm Alright, My Wrist Is All Ice

And I Did It All, Without Ya'll Advice

I Done Been To Hell And Back, Twice

 

You Cant Do It Like Me!

 

Now As The World Turns, I Let My Blunt Burn

Police Writin' Down My Tags, Like Im Con'cerned (fuck em)

I Graduated From The Nickels And Dimes

You Need The F.E.D.'s Bitch, To Come Get Mine

Get On The Grind Hoe, And Stay The Fuck Up Outta Mine Fo'

The Kid's Find Daddy Lay'd Out With His Eyes Closed

I Know, Can't Be Humble In The Jungle

Give A Nigga An Inch, He'll Take A Whole Mile From Ya'

So I Bust First, Fuck This Earth Nigga

Whats Worse? Wakin' Up In The Pen, Or Sleepin' Up Under The Dirt

Boo Yow! Is The Sound Of The 40 Cal.

AK's Bananna Clips Hold A 100 Rounds

Test Me, Rude Boy Don't Want None

Got Jamacan's And Hasian's Buck, Buck, Buckin' They Gun

Where The Hood At? Nigga, That's Where I Come From

Where Shoot Dice, Snort White, Sell Crack And Heroine

 

(Hook-Young Buck)

You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

But Nobody Gon' Rock With You

Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)

(50 Cent)

Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

(Young Buck)

You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

But Nobody Gon' Rock With You

Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)

(50 Cent)

Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

(Young Buck)

G-UNIT!!!

 

Somebody Tell Me What This World Comin' To

Why They Go Get They Metal Detector's When We Come Through

Yall, I Know We Got Beef, And Niggas Say They Wanna Kill Us

But You Can't Get Mad, Cuz The Whole World Feel Us

Do The Math, Half Of These Niggas Lying In They Rhymes

They Don't Even Read The Paper Work, Just Sign On The Line

I Got A 9, And A Heart To Go Get Mine

And I'll Be God Damn, If I Take A Loss This Time

I'm Fishline, In The Water, Nibble Only To Get Caught

May I Take Ya' Order? Yah, I Can Get It In New York

See The Streets Know, This Nigga Here'll Let The Heat Go

Be Low, Don't Be No Muthafuckin' Hero

A Kilo'll Get A Nigga Whole Click Killed

You Ain't Gotta Spend Shit, Niggas'll Hustle Up A Mill

When You Live With All The Roaches, You Kill All The Rats

And The Thugs, That Ain't Focused, Get They Head Cracked

 

(Hook-Young Buck)

You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

But Nobody Gon' Rock With You

Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)

(50 Cent)

Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

(Young Buck)

You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

But Nobody Gon' Rock With You

Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)

(50 Cent)

Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

(Young Buck)

G-UNIT!!!

 

I Know I Got A Dirty Mouth, Bitch I'm From The South

I'm Nuthin Like What You Done Seen Or You Done Heard About

I'm In My Best On The Block, A Vest And A Glock, And The Rest In My Sock

Unless I Was Pac, You Wont See Me With A Cross On My Back

Gotta Do My Own Thang, I Can't Copy That Cat

Let Me Holla At Ya' For A Minute Man

If Ya Stand For Nuthin' Nigga, You'll Fall For Anythang

I'm Bustin Any Brain, They Say That I'm Insaine

But I Came In This Game With Cocaine In My Viens

What I'm Sayin, That I'm Trained To Go And Turn A Penny To A 20

You Complain, I'd Rather Work With What He Sent Me, Ain't It Strange?

How I Went From A Hoopty To A Bently, I Ain't Changed

I'm In The Hood, You Want Me? Come And Get Me

Feel My Pain, But Don't Feel Sorry For Me

Cuz They're Some Kids In Samalia With Nuthin To Eat

 

(Hook-Young Buck)

You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

But Nobody Gon' Rock With You

Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Nah, You Cant Do It Like Me)

(50 Cent)

Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

(Young Buck)

You Can Walk Like I Do, And Talk Like Me Too

But Nobody Gon' Rock With You

Cuz You Can't Do It Like Me (Cuz, You Cant Do It Like Me)

(50 Cent)

Hold On A Second Homie, Lets Get This Clear

(Young Buck)

G-UNIT!!!

 

(50 Cent)

Hold on a second homie,

Hold on a second homie

Hold on a second home

Let's get this clear

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Young Buck - Bang Bang Lyrics

Young Buck - Bang Bang Video

(Hook)

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awful Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

(Verse one)

Don't Nobody Wanna Die, But Everybody Wanna Ball

Somebody Gotta Go, When Them Killa's Call

You Know It's In Us All, You Just Gotta Find It And Use It

You Can Get Away With It, If You Don't Abuse It

The Streets Talk, The Beats Mark, Cuz That Heat Comin'

And If They Know That You Did It, You Better Keep Runnin'

I Think I See Sumthin, There Go My Enemy

Only Lord Knows Where This Nigga F'nd To Be

Tennakee, Still The Price Is As Real If You Look It

Might Give It To You For 5, Depend On If I Took It

Nigga Anything Goes, My Shop Never Close

From The Nickels And The Dimes To The Whole Kilo

The Real Niggas Feel Me, The Haters Wanna Kill Me

But I'm Holdin' Down My City, Me And This 9 Milli

While Your Throwin' Bricks, And Hidin' Ya Heads

Homie, I Know Where You Hang

Ain't No Thang To Walk Up And Let That Chopper Go...

 

(Hook-background)

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

(Chorus)

Now All The Gangsta's Pray

Lord, Forgive Me

But He Tried To Kill Me

Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me

Lord, Forgive Me

But He Tried To Kill Me

Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me

 

(Verse two)

Just Think If I Ain't Empty The Clip, And He Killed Me

Would I Still Be Livin'?, Would My Homeboy's Miss Me?

How Many Niggas Bust They Gun When They Have To?

Don't Need No Ski Mask When It's Time To Get At You

I'm Glad You Done Seen What It Look Like When We Left

Brain Fragments From Shot-Gun Blasts'll Take A Nigga Breathe

It's Death Before Dishonesty, Dope Deals And Robbery

Poppa Wasn't Around, But That Shit Didn't Bother Me

I'd Probably Be In The Penitentary

But I Played The Cards, The Dead Lord Sent To Me

The Whole Truth, I Use This Booth To Speak To My Thug Niggas

Why You Mad At Me? The Government's The Drug Dealers

Before I Let This Police Kid Harass Me

This Rookie Ass Cop Gon' Have To Blast Me

He Asked Me For Identification, I Looked At Him And Laughed

He Made A Move And I Heard A Blast

Thats What You Get, Bitch

 

(Hook-background)

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

(Chorus)

Now All The Gangsta's Pray

Lord, Forgive Me

But He Tried To Kill Me

Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me

Lord, Forgive Me

But He Tried To Kill Me

Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me

 

(Verse three)

It's Goin Down Around Here Nigga

Get Ya Muthafuckin Head Bust

Them Muthafuckin Street Lights Go Out

And Them Real Niggas Come Out

All The Bitch Niggas Go In The House

Just Not A Game, Man

Don't Fuck Around And Lose Your Brain

And Hey, All My Real Niggas Pray

 

(Hook-background)

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

Bang Bang

I Shot You Down, Bang Bang

You Hit The Ground, Bang Bang

That Awefull Sound, Bang Bang

I Used To Shoot You Down

 

(Chorus)

Now All The Gangsta's Pray

Lord, Forgive Me

But He Tried To Kill Me

Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me

Lord, Forgive Me

But He Tried To Kill Me

Somebody Out There Gotta Feel Me

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