Young Buck - Bout That Life (Rick Ross Diss) lyrics

rate me

(Intro)

Pray for me

Nah, pray for them

Talkin' bout my enemies, homeboy

Any and everybody that wish death

Or wish to see me fall

Haha

Die first

Life ain't promised to nobody, man

And we out here with no brakes, always on go mode

Trained to go

Been like this since kids

Trick Trick, tell these niggas wassup

(Hook)

You can bring yo pussy to South Side, nigga

We ready for war from the head to the toe, come on

Lets ride, nigga, leave a man by the hose

Beat his ass with a scope, waddup, West Side, nigga

Fuck niggas ain't gettin' no money, y'all broke

Shut up! You lyin', nigga, 2Pac that life

Ye don't even wanna fight, I can see it in yo eyes, nigga

You gon' have a fucked up night, you don't really wanna die, nigga

Keep running your mouth, I'm talking like I told you, you ought to be quiet, nigga

Run run, but you can't hide, nigga

Be ready to get lied, nigga

Talkin' it out with that side nigga

(Verse)

Came home to my AK, same neighborhood where they sell yay

A bunch of young niggas killed everyday

They doin' everything that their lil peers say

No problem: niggas know I will spray

Me and my niggas hit yo black ass for field day

Uh, plug tryna give it to me but I still play

No scales, I can tell you what they still weigh

Can't believe what the ear hear and listen what a broke bitch mouth say

See, the house in the hood where I stay

Dope dealers and killas in the driveway

My lil brother runnin' up like all day

I got an iPlay, I got an iPlay

And I'm posted up outside

If you on a ride through, then come find me

(Hook)