Young Buck] Don't make me hurt you I ain't 'gon tell you twice I will come and take your life Don't make me hurt you I ain't even playin' no games I come
do [Chorus: Young Buck] Don't make me hurt you I ain't 'gon tell you twice I will come and take your life Don't make me hurt you I ain't even playin
s something about you making me want you right now If you don't like me, then don't listen to me Lord knows I spit that G that have you coming out your
: (feat. Eminem, 50Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck, Tony Yayo) [Intro: 50 Cent] I don't need Don Parrion I don't need Cris Tengo [?] I don't need shit
Lord help me, guide me, save me! Cause that's the way that Daddy raised me crazy. Do or die. Nigga pull the trigger don't give a fuck. You'd rather be
all low ... we see it it's a no no Talking what you don't know and you won't know Heat holds me down, my... hold me down Cause I put the rush... nigger
: (feat. Young Buck, Gutter Boy) [Young Buck talking] Young Buck, Quanie Cash and Gutter Boy nigga We come to tell all you broke niggaz to get yo stash
what you want, if you don't hurt me I'll cook and clean, I'll make you happy and. [Chorus: Mary J. Blige] Ooh! (What you do to me) Ooh! (You're my everything
how you wanna take it Flizy gonna tell what God lizuv (love) to make sure Flizy make it Push and shove and people love it You decide the way you ridin' And if you
off in my Caddillac Zoom headed to Hollywood to hit the Room my mind is like a flower in Bloom you make an a** of you and me when you Assume me and John
sign on my dick that say "bad bitches only" I don?t drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt man I?m on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked
all busy dancing to and fro! One thing I tell you is you won't trap me, no, you won't find me an easy catch. Travel to the east and travel to the west
on my dick that say, "Bad bitches only" I don't drink champagne, it make my stomach hurt Man I'm on that patron, fuck with me wrong and get murked Got
what you can label me Unfadable, see? You don't really wanna fuck with us You can't touch us, you ain't able Rest in peace flesh creep And sneak with
the mornin light Ghetto ain't left me no choices, I had to fight My momma and daddy was too young to raise me right. Maybe I been made a man from all
