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YOUNG BUCK lyrics : "This Shit Rough"

I had a feeling ^!$$%s was gonna be with the %#@!,
Cause it was drive me
^!$$% you take what you can get or you gonna sit there and just die

Learned long time ago, get your money never mind the hoe
Got 10 years invested in your (*##$ naked dick down her throat
Catch me dirty and trappin up till something occurs

And then it's spike on my sneakers, red on the bottom of hers
^!$$% don't do nothing but do this, that's right ^!$$% you clueless
But that's the only way a street ^!$$% can get through this

Meditating like a Buddhist, ^!$$%s cool but I'm the coolest
Take this cup and I'ma screw this, tryina get money like I'm jewish
Who is ^!$$% think he is, just gonn $#&@ all of our hoes

Put !@%!e all in our city, then just jump up and go
Nah, truth is I heard it all before, it ain't too much that you can say
That make me wanna stop it though

But yeah, I told my partner push, a million dollar ain't enough
And they know dope out in the streets ^!$$% ain't it rought


[Hook]
Big gold chain on your neck and you just came just to flick
We just came just to come up then go hang in the G

Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough
Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough
You got ice on your wrists and I got money on my mind

That mean I'm tired of being broke and now you're running out of time
Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough
Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough


Talk to me baby, what is that #~!!@ gonn do for me?
I'll buy you this bag, is you gonn shoot for me

All this money coming, honestly this %#@! is spooky man
Plus I ain't bc'ing, my key is like I do usually
Crackers ask me who I am, I tell em all just google me

Back this Bentley back, excuse me, can you move for me?
Left all my feelings at my mama's house, came out like $#&@ y'all
Erybody buying bricks, erybody butcher y'all

Lil dude just a rapper dude, don't let em ^!$$%s play you
Ungrateful $$# (*##$, cause it's the last time I say to you
Keep twitting all them lies like you really seeing them pies

And cooking all that !@%!e, you a broke ^!$$% in disguise
We laughing at you guys, and y'all Columbian ties
If I told you what your (*##$ be doing, you would be surprised

Hey budyy, keep pushing, a quarter key isn't enough
And ain't on dope in these streets, boy you see that is rough


[Hook]
Big gold chain on your neck and you just came just to flick
We just came just to come up then go hang in the G

Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough
Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough
You got ice on your wrists and I got money on my mind

That mean I'm tired of being broke and now you're running out of time
Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough
Let me get that, drop it, this %#@! rough.


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