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Young Buck
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Hold On - Album Version (Edited)
Young Buck Feat. 50 Cent
Yeah , G-Unit in this
Aiyyo 50, aiyyo, this barely breathin',
It won't be long 'fore you
You wanna run your mouth crazy talkin' 'bout me
, I come for your head
And leave your monkey laid out in the street
It won't be long 'fore you
You wanna run your mouth crazy talkin' 'bout me
, I come for your head
And leave your monkey laid out in the street
I hit your heart, you , I squeeze till the run out
know me good and my hood call me a dumb out
I'm the in the hooptie with my hat down low
Can't tell that this a till the blow
I got , I ain't got to aim
I'll wave this in your direction, mayne
, and , this a sticky situation
Adrenaline rush, I squeeze, my heart start pacin'
Same , same block, same chain, same watch
Same six-four drop, same on top
Don't blame me if your block get hot
'Cause I'm just tryin' to make a livin', stay up outta prison
In a position of power
In a position where can't with ours
And just do me, who he, say he gon' sue me?
, I got bread
It won't be long 'fore you
If you can't hold on, , hold on
It seems like it never lasts
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long 'fore you
When you wired up in, ain't no smilin'
See all of 'em whylin' and these is violent
Little do you know your time could be expirin'
And you know that reaper comin' when that start dumpin'
Like nobody seen nothin', these is silent
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From 12th Avenue, all the way to the projects
Real , we don't around with the nonsense
one, , that's how it get, , what?
I put to your head, your white tee
, now give up the bread, I'll fill ya
Put a in your wig with the , ya dig?
Said, the kids, I don't play that
It's all part of the game, man, the game ain't fair
gots no heart, , my don't care
, homie, you see that flare
Your life start to flash, ya , , who cares?
If you can't hold on, , hold on
It seems like it never lasts
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long 'fore you dead
Me and my , we break up, we make up, see Jacob for the stones
We kick up, that's what's up 'cause I'm out with the
up, you get bucked, Buck'll getcha
, boy, I ain't wit cha
The Unit's my hood, my , my , my
My , my liquor, my family, my
We soldiers, we , they know us, they feel us
They know we gorillas, you know who the realest
The Unit's my , my , my , my
My protects, my family, do you understand me?
My , my , my wife, my son
My love, my , my stacks, them figures
Black Dickie suit and a black ski mask
first, this is how I react and we act
Like it's nothin', Cashville used to that, listen
If you can't hold on, , hold on
It seems like it never lasts
Always takes so long when you're hit
It won't be long 'fore you
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