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Young Buck Do It My Self

dont run and go get the police(i will do it myself) you know me, ima mothafuckin g, if its beef bitch nigga we?ll see(i will do it myself) let em

turn off the field lights The fruits of my labor, I enjoy them while they still ripe Bitch, stop playin', I do it like a king do If these nigga's animals

resort, to the low-life sport Young bucks nowadays, Even kids my own age, Making front page By getting locked in the cage Pumping, self-destruction And self

basic, you can't tie my laces Now I got the game mapped, plus I want my spot back We together forever, these niggaz can't stop that Do it for who? I do it

rollin', rollin', rollin' Hey, young thugs, the world is yours Hey, young thugs, the world is yours Hey, young thugs, the world is yours Yeah, young thug, the world is yours Hey, young

' imma hustler and I'd rather make killin' My eyes is so wide as he watchin the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof

n id rather make a killin My eyes get so wide as it rise in the skillet, I let my bitch bag it, if she steal it, imma kill her, I bulletproof the ride

strong for you. If all else fails I'll do a bid with you. [Fat Joe:] You got the weight of the world on my shoulders. And the x in my chest. Man these

disrespect I ain't fakin' it, yo' life I'm takin' it Hollow points bullets racin' it Niggas ain't makin' it When I bust Tell it to any nigga chopper