Why We Livin For Young Buck

[Intro: Young Buck]
Shit, nigga what'chu scared for?
Gangsta nigga
Better get yo ass out and get this money
G-Unit!
Fuck them niggas
Gangtsa

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
When the street lights go out and the thugs hit the block
If you ain't from 'round here homie you gettin' shot
I don't give a fuck who you work for 'cause you been a G
When it's time to re-up nigga you don't spin with me
Whoever told ya, you can sell ya yola in the hood must've not been a soldier
Let's get this understood, just because you're older
Don't mean a nigga that 16 won't come put six in a bitch beam
You got big dreams? well me too so these projects ain't big enough for me and you
Somebody gotta go and I ain't plannin' on leavin'
Nobody sellin' nuttin' if G-Unit ain't eatin'
There's rules and regulations when niggas is gettin' paper
Ain't no one big man
Like Shaq and the Lakers
My back's to the haters and my hands on my Gat
Pimp hat, gator boots with the belt to match
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