Sosa) [Young Buck:] Hey my nigga, down here in the dirty dirty We ain't with that fake rap beef shit You want to get into it lets go [Verse 1: Young Buck
) [Young Buck:] Hey my nigga, down here in the dirty dirty We ain't with that fake rap beef shit You want to get into it lets go [Verse 1: Young Buck
it, it all begins with Him Life as we know it, it all ends with Him If I was you I would never try to pretend with Him He might spaz and blow it,
in it Not sworn in it You can go against it or you can join wit it Made mark so da streets gon rememba me Now come and git it nigga Ca$hville Tennekee
Oh Lord, have a young nigga bucking shit like he O-Dog My team they depend on me when it's crunch time I eat a nigga food in broad day like it's lunchtime
it no more, no more This can't be life we're living Cause I don't want it no more No more. Young Buck & Chester Bennington: Live life young nigga
put a hit on you A eye for an eye nigga Survive the shots or die nigga [Young Buck] Walkin' and talkin' spit it how i live it nigga, Came from the country, dirty south get it
there "Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck] I get down on my knees every night and say "Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck] Hahahaha, yeah "Walk with meeeee..." [Young Buck
like you, BLAM! [Chorus] [Young Buck] You think you a killer but we gon just pay 'em a visit Put the potato in the barrel so nobody hear it I keep
it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it I Like the Way she do it (Verse 4) Young Buck She got a nigga on the count down Waitin on it
the dough We can go, just to drow Let your knees hit the floor I like it when you do it slow Aint nobody got to know We can keep it on the low I don'
but never the lotto Life in the fast lane, one wheel hit the pothole Let's go, let's flow nigga [Chorus - Singing] - 2X War, what is it good for absolutely
, cause I didn’t witness the whole act In and out was the movement of the bozack It was hot and sweaty and lots of pushin Then the nut came gushin And it
That r&b love triangle If you’re out there kicking it with the brothers You don’t care about lovers You wanna hear a young nigga on the mic Going buck
that lets keep it movin, on to the kitchen where my witches keep it brewin Uh huh look at how my bitches do it Bucky buck naked look at all my bitches