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you know how i get - young buck lyrics

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[intro: {dj whoo kid}]
we come that gangsta sh*t, n*gga! {“whooo! whooo!}
ca$hville’s in the “philldid”
we at the way! n*gga i’m on my way!
g*unit! g*unit! g*unit! {g*unit radio…}¸
pow! f*ck if… {…king of new york!}
this is the n*gga’s act like, they want beef; i guess what m*th*f*ckas!

[verse 1:]
somebody came to die y’all (yeah!)
if i was you, i’d hit that n*gga from beside y’all. [gunshot]
hey yo, i’m drunk ’bouts ta get his head bust
sh*t we came in this club to get put out n*gga what. who da f*ck!?
who da f*ck!? b*tch i can get it crunk * make a gangsta
take ya outside pop tha trunk; (boo!) hit ya up
dirrty south representin wit’ these screamz these n*ggas
bouncin’ wit’ these valet ridaz
yakno’whatimean? n*gga i keep it hood
khakis in black hoodz. (a’ight!)
two glockz on my waist boy i wish a n*gga would, let me get ’em first! [gunshot]
sh*ts gеttin’ worst (oh!)
i ain’t come here to spit a vеrse. (oh!)
i’m here it tha put in work! i’m here it to put in merk! (blat!)
follow me thru these war grounds
look around see my pockets gettin’ torn down; f*ck it now!
i’ma pop ’til i get popped cook ’til it turned rock
k!ll me a n*gga and {none!} go smoke {none!} a blunt wit’ pac. * i’ma gangsta! {none stop!}
[chorus:]
home boyz all we see is southbound
wit’ a ak to hold a hundred roundz. [automatic gunshots]
you know how i get down! [gunshot]
g*unit in this b*tch is home now
lemme see ya stomp a hata to the ground (po!)
you know how i get down! (po!)

home boyz all we see is south bound
wit’ a ak to hold a hundred roundz [automatic gunshots] {can we get…}
you know how i get down!
g*unit in this b*tch is home now {?? !}
lemme see ya stomp a hata to the ground
you know how i get down…

[verse:]
take me to tha bounce (wha’?) * i just popped it off (huh?)
this rap sh*t ain’t quick enough wen these wordz come out. (a’ight!)
we call ’em crack houses * that’s were we count them stacks
new york call ’em spotz atl got a couple printz. {shadyville!!}
we drive big trucks! (c’mon!) we sit on big grillz! (c’mon!)
what i’m sayin’ is? i was good if i don’t get a deal. (n*gga what?)
back to these hatin n*ggas actin’ like they want drama
i do like jigga did and f*ck you n*ggas baby mama. [gunshot]
ridin’ clean sh*t spinnin’ on that mazarati (whoo!!)
smokin’ that california bangin’ that ladie*dadie! (yeah! huh!)
and n*gga 50 told me: “get what you done came for!”
i handle the rest. * whatchu think my name for? {whoooooooo kiiiiiiiiiiiiid!}
actin’ like that sh*t ain’t never happen tull them bullets comin’ at ’em, [gunshot]
b*tch smack on ’em * g*unit ain’t only rappin’! (guh!)
so come on down * to tha price is right
and you can get it in brown n*gga green or white. * young buck!
[chorus:]
home boyz all we see is southbound
wit’ a ak to hold a hundred roundz. [automatic gunshots] {d*mn!}
you know how i get down! [gunshot]
g*unit in this b*tch is home now
lemme see ya stomp a hata to the ground {“shadyville.biz”!}
you know how i get down!

home boyz all we see is south bound
wit’ a ak to hold a hundred roundz [automatic gunshots]
you know how i get down!
g*unit in this b*tch is home now
lemme see ya stomp a hata to the ground. {chainscrew!}
you know how i get down… [gunshot]

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