- Young Buck Look At Me Now 歌詞
- Young Buck
- You know, growin up in the hood
You go through all kind of thangs, ya heard?
Some of its good, some of its bad
But the thangs you go through in life, make you who you are
Look at me now
And from the day
I was born
Ive been hustlin strong
Ive been strugglin since a child, now them days is gone
And *** *** said
I wouldnt do it now
Im provin em wrong
And now they got their hands out like
I owe them some
I aint got time for the bickerin and carryin on
It aint too much in the hood
I dont know
How many times do
I have to say that
Im grownThat
Ima Young
Buck and still enough to know when you ****** is hoes
I still remember them nights under the street light
Fiends dont give a damn, they want who got the cheap price
Im tryin to keep right, get it in dough
You see people is dyin fast and the money is slow
We used to hang in front of the sto, flag down cars
To be a movie star, go get a glass jar
Once you cook it and cut it homey go stand out in public
See the work sell itself if you got enough of it
Plenty thugs been shot but see its all in the game
Even I took a couple of em, but still
I remainI aint different from that same lil project figure
I done went with no lights and no water *****
And Im still hood, that mean
I still could
Get on the block, and get mine like you should
How can I be good, when rappers wanna be
Suge?Surroundin myself with family, so
I can sleep good
And from the day
I was born
Ive been hustlin strong
Ive been strugglin since a child, now them days is gone
And ****** said
I wouldnt do it now
Im provin em wrong
And now they got their hands out like
I owe them some
I aint got time for the bickerin and carryin on
It aint too much in the hood
I dont know
How many times do
I have to say that
Im grownThat
Ima Young
Buck and still enough to know when you ****** is hoes
I would light me a cancer stick, thinkin how can
I getMy momma out the bricks and my whole clique legit
Lil Jimmy and the feds, its just me and some
TedsWe cuttin heads, doin whatever to buy a loaf of bread
The high speed chases,
I really loved it
To blow 50
Gs and dont thank nothin of it
We showed love but wasnt no love showed back
Whoa Kemosabe, what part of the game is that?
Its a fact and my war wounds on me can prove it
But look how you made me go and show you
I can do it
I solemnly swear to hold it down for my homeboys
Locked up and dont know if they ever comin home boy
Time keeps tickin, another babys born
Thats gon go through the same stuff that
I went through and more
You wonder why
I hustle, my lifes on the line
My baby gotta have milk when she crying, cmon now
And from the day
I was born
Ive been hustlin strong
Ive been strugglin since a child, now them days is gone
And ****** said
I wouldnt do it now
Im provin em wrong
And now they got their hands out like
I owe them some
I aint got time for the bickerin and carryin on
It aint too much in the hood
I dont know
How many times do
I have to say that
Im grownThat
Ima Young
Buck and still enough to know when you ** **** is hoes
Now everybody got they hand out
Crackhead
Willie spent his millions til they ranned out
Shorty dont wanna holla now because her man out
But just last week,
I couldnt get it out her damn mouth
Nowhere to go, look like
Im stuck in these bricks
Seem like the good die young, the bad get rich quick, enough of this
Let me take it to a whole nother level
Like stoppin the po-lice from rollin through the ghetto
Aint nuttin gettin better but the bills gotta be paid
And money come up short then them tecs gotta get sprayed
Erybody got a grave, we just waitin to go to it
No matter what we do yall were still gon go through it
Some say that
Im heartless, and dont give a damn
But they will never understand, until they get a gram
And this is who
I am, not who
I wanna be
Open up yo eyes and see, what these streets done-done to me
And from the day
I was born
Ive been hustlin strong
Ive been strugglin since a child, now them days is gone
And ****** said
I wouldnt do it now
Im provin em wrong
And now they got their hands out like
I owe them some
I aint got time for the bickerin and carryin on
It aint too much in the hood
I dont know
How many times do
I have to say that
Im grownThat
Ima Young
Buck and still enough to know when you ****** is hoes
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