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I tried many ways to memorize English words and found the most effective one for me!

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Young Buck

4 Kings

 

4 Kings

(album: Buck The World - 2007)


[Jazze Pha]
Ladies and Gentlemen..

[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 standing on the corner slanging 'caine (tryna make it do what it do)
Just another young nigga having thangs man (I gotta get, I, I gotta get it get it)
I was standing on the corner slanging 'caine (tryna make it do what it do)
Just another young nigga having thangs man (I gotta get, I, I gotta get it get it)

[Verse 1 Young Buck]
I'm in the Porche, no passenger
Feeling 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 thinking 'bout stopping
'Cause soon he try to quit, that's when the feds came got him
Ain't nothing 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 fucking wit Buck now
Tryna slow me down, got me pissing 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 standing 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 pimping
They done gave her 20 mil, well big deal pimping
Think we faking when we spitting, better get real pimping
'Cause we still will kill, you just better chill pimping
Get it how he used to live, and keep on faking for the women
In life we all make decisions even when faced with collisions
Like me at 13, out in no supervision
Straight thug living, bumping pot drug-dealing
Seen daily on the block, need Yay we on the block
Keep the hating to yourself, 'cause that AK be on the block
Dougy C be in the V, me and KT, we in the drop
Went from standing on the block wit rock, to standing 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 charging 600 for an O
Ain't nothing 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 fucking 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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